but in it I'm not sure what I'd hear
The silence doesn't scare me
but at times it unnerves me
is it normal to be this unnerved
So tell me what to listen to
When there's nothing left to hear
As the leaves fall off of hollow trees
I sit there
Cross legged with folded hands
I pray for peace in the madness
Clarity in the chaos
A chance for more light
So write me a letter
and place it on your table
and mail it only if you have the time
Cause my mind is filled with words
and distant memories
that lead me to believe
that fairy tales are real
and it's my life that's make believe.
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