How would it be to hear nothing?
Not even a solitary sound,
Imagine the silence around you,
When you watch your favorite band.
Each day where nothing is heard,
And signing is your way of life,
Descriptions of sounds you are given,
Would you know if you were getting them right?
Plug your ears close your eyes and imagine,
How would you manage each day?
When the world around you is silent,
And no noise is coming your way,
Songs of the morning bird’s chorus,
The noise of every day life,
From dust until dawn there’s nothing at all,
Silence its not very nice.
What a gift we have bestowed upon us,
So next time that you see someone sign,
Think of the sounds that you’re able to hear,
And that silence is deafness that’s blind.
