The Low Hum

Here I am alone in this empty room

No sign of living here

I hear the muffled conversation of the neighbor through the wall

A strangled light hangs on the window

But I can’t help myself I’m in love with this isolation

The city shimmers our life the low hum

And all that glitters may be gone

And the sun walks in the sky light

In the spaces when it starts

Raining in and slowly fall apart

Fall apart

Like a tourist in some strange hotel

No time for worrying my little safety so I will live

Here I am alone in this empty room

No sign of living here

I’ll be making conversation in the spaces tonight

A strangled light hangs on the window

But I can’t help myself I’m in love with this isolation