Sound

The fish sting my ears, but I bite down.
They're just too pretty to take down.
The heater's on but this room's still freezing
The cat prowls like a sphinx
The dog, she barely breathes.

It's quiet, but so noisy.

This morning I woke up early
Or maybe I never slept at all
I watched the sun rise and share the sky with the moon
And I watched your eyes wide as you came into my room.
But nothing feels the same
It's all just one big lucid game
Like playing taboo, in the water.

But for now, I'm not so sorry
I'll sink back into my pillows
Thinking of so many windows
The ones that showed your reflection's truth.
And I'll blink back the sadness
Blink back the happiness
Anxious on the verge of no reply.

The echoes fill the silence
My mind fills up with violence
Is it really all just in my head?
The birds speak in tongues and riddles
to constitute the loveliness of sound
I look up, but I can never hear it
It's always so quiet but noisy in this town.