This is where noises & sounds are.You can listen what we're up to!
Fragile figureDon't speakThe texture of your wordsTo
Work with what you're givenDo it for yourselfReject the
She text you on the phoneYour sould will never sink in stone
Fed from the handNo seat at the tableYou drink from the
Another day, another knife in the backIt's happened so many
Music is a way to express myself when words fall apart. It is a white noise, a ferocious river I am pulled by but also one I share and listen.