I Care How You Cry, (Allen)
Strange sounds.
Crackling weird.
Far or near,
It’s coming from there.
Listening hard.
In darkness I see
All that is
Is tangled in me.
All that’s not,
Is part of me too.
What’s Imaginable,
Is inside of you.
We got it all.
We got none.
We got darkness.
We got the sun.
A star goin’ Nova.
Got a black hole.
I got to rock,
And we got to roll.