It's louder and louder every day.

As the beat goes on, I stand my ground,
for nothing really compares to the power of sound.
It is a pleasant thing, which is nice to hear,
but it does so much evil, just through the ear.

We never hear silence, so we always lose health,
and bit by bit, we lose parts of our self.
And yet, some people never put it down,
never do they take off that musical crown.

They may be driven mad, or maybe they'll find
that they can deal, that they have a different mind.
Whatever truth strikes true, there's still lots of the same:
A world full of noise, of light, and of pain.

So, once more, I hunt for quiet in days,
lest I fall deeper and deeper in the vibrations of this world maze.