Symphony for the Few

I’ve been shouting into empty rooms,

Whispers dance on hollow walls.

Words like raindrops disappear too soon,

No one catches when they fall.

But in the silence, I find my truth,

A hidden rhythm, soft and new.

Be music for the few who listen,

Not noise for the many who don’t care.

Let every note light up their vision,

A secret song that drifts through the air.

For the hearts that lean in closer,

I’ll play this symphony for you.

Candles flicker in the midnight glow,

A hush falls over trembling lines.

Only souls who dare to feel will know

The quiet power of these rhymes.

In their stillness, I find my home,

A whispered choir, softly grown.

Be music for the few who listen,

Not noise for the many who don’t care.

Let every note light up their vision,

A secret song that drifts through the air.

For the hearts that lean in closer,

I’ll play this symphony for you.

There’s beauty in the tender hush,

Where meaning blooms in every hush.

No grand applause, no roaring crowd,

Just those who hear me in the loudest sound.

Be music for the few who listen,

Not noise for the many who don’t care.

Let every note light up their vision,

A secret song that drifts through the air.

For the hearts that lean in closer,

I’ll play this symphony for you.

Yes, I’ll play this symphony

Only for you.