Joy, it brings, to hear this sound
It’s absence speaks so much, profound
Silence
Yes, I hear it so
I hear it played from piano
Every key strikes perfect chord
Every note, ordained by Lord
Come calmly, please, for you must see
The thing that plagued, but then saved me
Over there, there sits a chair
It’s occupant, so unaware
He sits on all your secrets, yes
And he will keep them close to chest
Loneliness, it grips the heart
It tears to pieces, ripped apart
Yet it can also strengthen men
Hardening what’s soft in them
Inner thoughts, our one true self
Inside the mind and it’s bookshelf
Look, and wave, at those, unknown
For in our minds, we’re all alone
How the World Should Work 