Once I dreamed of happiness, happiness
And I dreamt it in the sun
And I now I find such loneliness, well I guess
Such is as dreams become.

I know you’re there, someplace, somewhere,
But you don’t hear or speak;
And I care until I cannot care,
And days drag on for weeks.

I was happy some time ago,
Happier than I knew,
Voices filled my days, my nights, and lo
Now silence is my muse.

Speak or don’t speak, hear or don’t hear,
It matters nothing now
In me there’s no one here
So silence be my now.


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