Ears Are For Hearing - Words Are For Cheering
There was a time I did reflect
When I was told to wind in my neck
That message was from my peers
Who said I had such big ears
Well I said I do listen
But now I wonder if I didn’t
Time and again but I can’t tell
If I was just headed for hell
I used to just listen to myself
Never helping anyone else
What a waste my life has been
If I couldn’t hear anyone apart from me
And if I couldn’t hear anything of good cheer
What’s the use of my ears
I may as well go to hell to tell the story’s I can tell
But who will then even hear
If they are all deaf like me
DAMO
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