Watch your words... for we are the listeners...
Watching and waiting, for taxi's and trains.
Hearing about all the losses and gains.
We enter the life or people around.
By listen to the people take dare to make sound.
Hiding in silent and shadows and dust.
And try to stay hidden and hear what we must.

Time is a killer, and we have to flee.
And hide in the story of others we see.
Sitting in metro's the train or the bus.
We hear al things that are not ment for us.
we listen to conversations, and what other people say
It maybe not our busines.... but listeners we stay...