Sing Along With Me
to the tune of “Sounds of Silence” (Simon & Garfunkel)
Hello, closet, my old friend
it sucks to stare at you again
beneath the cobwebs of the burned out light
I look to left and then I look to right
and the vision that is planted in my brain
still remains within the realms of darkness.
In restless dreams I’m a size ten.
This is now and that was then
so ‘neath the halo of a foggy morn
I run, to make myself reborn
And my shins are stabbed
by the pounds of my extra weight
it makes me faint
but, hey, at least I’m moving.
And in the morning the next day
a quarter pound I’m down, or more
a journey begins with a single step
tomorrow I’m sure I will have more pep
I am writing songs
I used to be afraid to share
but now I dare
disturb my sounds of silence.
Fool I am I did not know
silence like a cancer grows.
Say your words that I might hear you.
Make my arms want to reach out to you.
Don’t let my words like silent raindrops fall
into the well of silence.
All my people beg and pray
a friend and sister to be saved
yet the signs flash out their warnings
words that are not quite forming
and the sign says
the perspective is all mine
within my brain
and in my dreams
which are whispered in my sounds of silence.