"The Lamp and the Bell"

Rain comes down

And hushes the town

And where is the voice that I heard crying?

Snow settles

Over the nettles

Where is the voice that I heard crying?

Sand at last

On the drifting mast

And where is the voice that I heard crying?

Earth now

On the busy brow

And where is the voice that I heard crying?

It takes a lot to shut up n listen...I suppose I am a good listener...sometimes gud 4 me n a lot many times bad...but then who cares…that’s who I am..n I don fear who I am :)