Song Description

Paranoid schizophrenic terror re hearing people listening to him

Lyrics

Sound of Listening
© 2007 Bruce Mills (ASCAP)

I can hear the sound of listening
Whispers loud in the rain
I can see the blind lady watching
I can hear her call my name

I can hear the sound of listening
The voices silent but the presence clear
Spirits rest like clouds in the moonlight
Indifferent to the chill of fear

Songs from the stillness falling
Music from the edge of time
Angels of death and darkness are calling
Light in the distance shines

Riddles and rhymes unspoken said
Curses and blessings and poetry read
Little by little memories led
Indifferent darkness / darkness turns to red

Like blood - like blood or wine - or rage or pain -
Falling down like rain - Falling down - falling down just like rain!

I can hear the sound of listening
In the sea of ignorant bliss
Moon moving slowly up across the sky
Nothing to hold - nothing to miss

I can hear the sound of listening
From books - when the pages are turned
Wind is my only witness
To the fire - when all the books are burned

Silence - from angry whispers grown
Louder than thunder in a summer storm
Nothing is left when it is all burned down
Fire dies down and ashes all blown away

Songs from the stillness falling down
I can hear the music - I can see the edge of time
Angels of death and darkness have been calling
Light in the distance turning grey

Break

I can hear the sound of listening
Whispers coming at me in the rain
I can see the blind lady watching
I can hear her call my name

Looking back - no source of fulfilment
Looking ahead - no place to go
I'll listen to the sound - to the sound
Cold wind - cold wind - blow away