The sounds have become persistent
We live on the edge.
We no longer sing
We just hum
We hum lines of sorrow
We are adapting to the sounds
Our hearts like ice, hope seems dumb
We no longer sing,
We just hum,
we hum our pain.
Will you sing a song for me,
A song to heal my heart
Can I sing with you
Let me follow you.
Your feet has brought peace.
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