murder your ears, fill them
with abounding sound
drown them out like they
did to you so long ago because
you know they won't mind
it switches tones constantly
ever-shifting and changing,
and you're reminded of how
absolutely free you are in these
verses, lost in the highs and lows
on praise when the loop ends,
another one starts on demand
new ones and old ones altogether
the ones that you ached for then
and now jam to when they show
their shrouded face in
the light of your grace
they turn you into someone
completely disconnected
you know the man singing
at the top of his lungs in
the middle of the street,
unwary of others who might
encounter his off-pitch voice
you know he has no worries to plague his soul
no more consumption
except for those melodious tunes