Playing To An Empty House
by T.B.
Sharing my music with no one
Sharing my life alone
My dreams and desires
And the silence deafens
Passion flowing onto the floor
Feelings spilling forth
No one to answer or speak
And the silence deafens
So the louder the better
But irrelevent without
Someone to feel and relect
Feelings back, words to hear
Passion becomes noise
Shutting out the silence
But never answering
The call of the heart
And never will today
Become forever
Tomorrow therell be a light
But tonight its cold
And beneath the sound
The silence deafens
Playing to an empty house
Alone
Submitted: May 2, 2001
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