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Nothing
The night wind calls my name
Whispering it softly against my cheek
The grass sways in harmony
To songs from the katydid choir
Yet, I hear nothing
The wolf howls his loneliness
To the cold unfeeling moon
The lake serenades the sand
With murmuring waves of affection
Yet, I hear nothing
The trees rustle their leaves
In the endless dance of life
As the bobcat screams his defiance
On this strange summer night
Yet, I hear nothing
The birds are beginning to sing
In encouragement to the sun
Who has just kissed the edge
Of the dark horizon it loves
Yet I hear nothing
The noise of human traffic
Picks up in it's extent
As the sounds of the night
Wither to afar
Yet, I hear nothing
For locked in my head
Running in ragged circles
Are thoughts of you I cherish
Immersing themselves in my soul
Yet, I hear nothing
But the anticipating beats of my heart
At the thought of seeing you.
Whispering it softly against my cheek
The grass sways in harmony
To songs from the katydid choir
Yet, I hear nothing
The wolf howls his loneliness
To the cold unfeeling moon
The lake serenades the sand
With murmuring waves of affection
Yet, I hear nothing
The trees rustle their leaves
In the endless dance of life
As the bobcat screams his defiance
On this strange summer night
Yet, I hear nothing
The birds are beginning to sing
In encouragement to the sun
Who has just kissed the edge
Of the dark horizon it loves
Yet I hear nothing
The noise of human traffic
Picks up in it's extent
As the sounds of the night
Wither to afar
Yet, I hear nothing
For locked in my head
Running in ragged circles
Are thoughts of you I cherish
Immersing themselves in my soul
Yet, I hear nothing
But the anticipating beats of my heart
At the thought of seeing you.
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