I see you looking down
Wearing a classic frown
I try acting like a clown;
But still your forlorn mounds
It is true silence does confound
To darkness you are bound
But I want you back!
where are your beautiful sounds?
I want to rip off your shackles;
Provide solace...CLICK CLACK!!!
If only I could restore light
Know that I mean right
But I am useless love,
This is your fight.