Nobody Knows

The house knows my step on the stair
The door knows my hand on the knob
The walls kno the whites of my eyes
But nobody knows the sound of my voice

The wind knows it's way through my head
The streets meet the heels of my shoes
The rain rides the curve of my cheek
But nobody knows the sound of my voice

In the halls of night
In the caves of day
On the map of time
It's all a dot, a grain, a speck, a chip

A wave breaks, but nobody sees
The earth moves but nobody feels
A tree falls but nobody hears

If nobody hears
If no one's around
And nobody knows
If there was a sound