the sound

 

It’s that sound again

                You know that sound

The scratching, dotting moving sound

                This is the sound of your life

It’s that sound again

                Yeah you know this sound

The clicking clacking fast movement

This is the proof of you        

 

It’s the pen on the paper

Your fingers on the keys                        

This is you proving yourself to the world

By example            

Showing your thoughts, feelings, raw emotions

Being maskless faceless formless

But for the words printed on the screen

 

It’s that sound again

                Late at night

Just yourself proving to the world

                That you are indeed here

Author's Note

Cp. 10:54AM Fri 09/14/07 �No Rain� Blind Melon, �Tripping on a Hole in a Paper Heart� Stone Temple Pilots, �And We All Return to Our Roots� The Forecast