Above the Noise

Above the Noise

Above the noise, below the toys

I see beyond horizons

Inside my head, the background's red

I try to keep the lights on

While purple haze goes on for days

the rhyme's the first to go

I watch TV and drink green tea

to await the best-of-show

The talk of war outside my door

will never cause me harm

but feed the poor and you're a whore

Forget you bought the farm

I've always seen the world between

a rock and the place of hard

Rewind to the start, refuse to lose heart,

and rely on the mind of the bard

Billy Radd

Asheville