In the night

When everything is quiet
But nothing really is
The traffic
And the siren
The quarreling lovers in the street
And the fractured you
The fractured me
In the silence of the night
The fractured speaks
The fractured breathes
And tonight we are blessed
No sirens and no sleep
But the songbirds came
And called for some peace
And all was well for the fractured me
Because we aren’t really fractured
Are we
Are we
That’s just a screen
Sometimes we just are
Sometimes loud and sometimes quiet
Sometimes still and sometimes violent
Like a night of stills and songs
Or night of traffic and sirens
But tonight as still as a city night can be
The birds talked a song of warnings
Or maybe a song of peace
Here in the city of magic
A city of thieves


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