Like a whisper from the deaf ether,
They heard echoes of their own scream.
The meaning of this voice,
was falling into strange reverse.
Only the unspoken verse
could fill up the void.
Will you stand, with me.
in the middle of unknown?
Like a whisper, from the deaf ether,
significance fills a brassy frame.
They stand to get a choice,
Looking words to create sentense
Only the unspoken verse
could fill up the tune
Will you go, with me.
To catch untuchble thought?
