Walls

You say too much but not at all
the silence here is thicker than walls
it could keep a house so warm inside
wordless evenings damning rhymes
everything you never say
speak about our lives decay
nothing ever gets to good
the words don’t know what they’re worth
standing in the silent rain
watching this house build and fade
keeps you warm and rather dry
when the roof leaks the tears are mine
pouring words flooding rhymes
you say too much but not at all
the walls you built are rather nice
though the floor is soaking through
words like rain come seeping mute
sleeping without holding hands
these walls are still so rather grand

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