|Silent Streets| You can't escape time itself. Are you scared of the silence? Or being alone? Could you be in a street of silence, but still surrounded by people? Or is that just pointless. Would you look for whispers in the wind? Or do you rather the rainfall. Is the repetition in silence serene? Or are you sick of it. Are you sick of the way it seems to go on forever? Are you fearful of the lack of attention or affection?
