Hearing is living

The music floating above us

Sweetly serenading our lonely hearts

Giving us something to live for

Somehow we all feel more alive,

When our notes

Are painting picture

Of our emotions

On a canvas of

People’s ears

Hearing is living

Loving is laughing

And forgiveness

Is something

We can’t hang onto

In this night

When our beds seem to be empty

And our hearts

Are frostbitten

From to long being kept

In a prison