Til the Noise is Gone

AP

What do I do when the music is gone?
Where do I go from here?
Who's next to stand at the microphone?
What do they want me to hear?

What do I do when I'm all alone?
What will control my fear?
What do I do when the music is gone?
Where do I go from here?

What will you do when the music is gone?
Where will you go from there?
What will you do with the microphone?
What will you sing...and where?

When do I know when the sound returns?
When do I know it's here?
When will i know it's the microphone?
When will i know to hear?

How long can I keep rambling on?
What questions more will you hear?
When will you shut off the microphone?
When will you cover your ears?

Where will I make my music home?
Who all will want to hear?
How will I know when I'm not alone?
How will I know I'm here?

I'll turn up the sound til the noise is gone.
Til the music is all that you hear.
Then you will know that you're not alone.
And nothing more will you fear.

Follow the sound til you find your home.
Follow it til you are here.
Only then you will know that you're not alone.
When the music is all that you hear.

Author's Note

August 2012. More midnight nonsense.

Reviews

[John Patrick Robbins AK..]

Hey there amigo d****t man you can pen a hell of a write often i ask myself the same question.
Hell man im not the best at this review stuff cause to me i either like it or dont and i really connect to this my friend and thats what great writting does it connects to the reader .

Anyways I raise my glass to ya

Keep posting amigo.

Stay crazy

Gonzo

[John Patrick Robbins AK..]

far from nonsense there amigo hell being i do work a stage sometimes i ask myseklf this all to often this one hit home to me i know i have feeling go figure.
JMG a raise a glass to you amigo dam fine work my friend stay crazy Gonzo

[The Watcher]

This is a really interesting write. I like how you start every sentence with a question word until the last two stanzas when it rises to the finish. Wonderfully written, and kudos to you!

100/100

[Cerebriation]

The two stanzas at the end are a change of perspective from the one asking the questions, to the one giving the answers. I don't know if the idea as a whole makes a lot of sense, because I was up at 2am writing when I couldn't sleep. Is it psycho babble, or does it make sense to you?