Marco-Polo

If you hide it in a whisper you are only keeping the truth from yourself
Because on the other side of the world they will never hear your voice
They will strain to understand just what it was you were trying to convey
But here in this vacuum when you speak so out loud
They will never know what sort of truth it was you were trying to get across
It is repetitive but they will bend down to lend their hearing
And their ears will hurt in the straining
Then you will wonder why they forgot you
But you didn't let them know you were there,
No, you didn't let them know you were there.