Time, Silent and Still

I've always hoped that Heaven would give me one chance.

That one day, you might hear my voice. Maybe it isn't beautiful or pleasing, maybe it isn't gentle or soft, maybe it isn't clear and melodious, but I've always hoped you would hear it.

I want you to hear what I've been thinking. I want you to know what my life has been like all this time.

Your world is so dazzling that I can't bring myself to approach it, yet I can't bear to give up.

If that day really comes,

then in my world,

it will be the only music.