make a sudden noticeable noise
so they can hear
you can have all my heros
that never owned up to their faults
fathers with no directions
mothers with no causes
i shame a day
when i wept for people
that were to have known better
well times are what we have left
not what was
i can hear your words
ricocheting your tired thesis
everyone hears and no one listens
i'll have my way with all your misgivings
so many shards of songs you used to sing
some musical mosaic
about how and why and when
and all that i used to reflect
now the volume's turned low
on your selfish stereo
and we can hear you breathing
we can hear your motives
and no one cares
no one notices
you will be unsung
just like you were afraid
all along.
