Sometimes we have the silence fade.
with noises, we have ever made.
Pieces of noise can always hide
In silence. They confuse my mind.
Sometimes the silence also yells,
So loud like a scream in Hell.
And you come with the silence, quiet.
We start against the noises fight.
Just a few decibels away
The noises run, somewhere to play.
So quiet and so you are quiet,
; but a slight sound breaks the night –
your eyelashes rustle, fall of hair.
And there is silence. Quaitest ever.
From now on, with care handle.
The night is deaf and mute and gentle.
There's an element another.
It's not a noise, it is not silence.
It'll wake you up in the middle of your sleep
You jump to a piano in one leap,
It’s more important than your tiredness and sleep.
This is your music on your fingertips
and lyrics, Which you whisper with your lips.