my sounds

my way back
a street corner
in the store
in my home
front of you

we can hear
noises of a back alley
a sigh of many cars
a prostitute's wisper
girl's laughter
sleeping cat

we can see
the right of the neon
the right of the car
a man wearing the suit
children's figure
black birds

sounds
there are so many
there are so many

Im hearing my beat by myself
shut by headphone

hear your sound