Hello Darkness, My Old Friend
♪ I've come to talk with you again. Because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping a nd the vision that was planted in my brain, still remains w ithin the sound of silence ♪ There are currently 6 people living in this house. And a dog. The house is never truly quiet and I am never by myself. Yet here I am, Day I-Dont-Even-Know of quarantine, and I feel so alone. There's a deafening silence in the midst of the chaos that fills my home. It's in the lingering silence that the lies start to whisper. You're not doing enough. His joy has been stolen. He won't be able to catch up. ...
