White Noise
Nola Baldwin
The wolves come out to play
Again
Their voices scratch my lungs
They bend
The trees in the wind all whisper to me
Amen
My dirt covered knees are the only ones to
Attend
Ooh
How many years
Have I been here
Ooh
How many fears
Were born here to burn
The moon flies out to sea
To cry
It's fragile fingertips have run
Dry
The birds in the breeze all call out to me
I'm fine
Their poisonous words sound like white noise
Ooh
How many tears
Have been spilled here
Ooh
The nights are clear
I'm here
I'm here
I'm here