Art of Hearing


If somebody knew about feeling

If anyone symbolized love and life

If somebody knew how to listen

But there’s nobody here right now

And the day takes forever to turn into night

 

If clouds were made out of cotton

If stars were closer to touch

If chocolate could cure cancer

Knives wouldn’t cut

Guns wouldn’t fire

And money and health would still not be enough

 

When are you going to listen?

Why can’t you hear what is not being said?

There’s a difference between painting one in a corner

And kissing a cheek before tucking them in bed

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