where will I run?
where will I hide?
when it’s time to look inside
where is the love?
where is the light?
without fear of what is right
when everything is wrong
it’s so quiet outside
i hear everything
where will I fall?
where will I land?
without ground from which to stand
when everything is all air
it’s so quiet outside
so loud from torn insides
where will I fall when I run into the silence
of all that I’ve loved and lost
it’s a pretty violence
of everything
everywhere
all i fear
and all i hear
it’s too much inside
to let it out
i hear everything_
