Music
Music.
It fills the silence in the car,
And the holes in our hearts.
It heals the friendships and the scars,
It’s an incredible art.
It’s the birds and the bees and the trees.
It’s the water and the grass and the leaves.
It’s life and death.
And those taking their last breath.
Sounds for which call out to thee.
It kills the silence in our hearts.
And the darkness that might ever start.
It wields the power and our weakness,
And an incredible uniqueness.
