Noise Pollution~by Neil Perry

 

 

Noise Pollution

Oh what a dreadful noise it is
Its doing in my head,
I prefer some peace and solitude
While laying in my bed,
Than listening to boring sound
Enough to wake the dead,
Which I relate to at this time
With eyelids just like lead:

Oh give me peace and solitude
Just let me get away
To anywhere, with little sound,
For that, oh God, I pray,
A place perhaps, where none abide,
It doesnt bother me,
As long as you are by my side
In perfect harmony:

Oh let me go, where peace is found,
A place of perfect rest,
It doesnt matter if i’m poor
For being poor is blest;
A place perhaps like Crusoe had
Would put me to the test,
But thats okay, it floats my boat
And fits to my request.