The Boom - Mount Eerie

I used to live among some people

Who sing out with booming feelings

And open hands

And throwing my body across the grass

I listened in with booming feelings

I became a fan

I make my own music now

I clapped my hands together

And made a booming sound

That filled up and got me fans

I sang songs and wrote books of songs

I grew my hair and I walked like I was an ancient man

I found a voice and coughed out songs

In this way I made people think I was the limp

I made a boom, displayed my boom

And on my peers I sang gloriously

I married the moon

And with my hands held out with grace

The cold of light around me loomed

The possibility that if I stopped clapping my hands

They would notice that I couldn’t hold onto things

The possibility that if I stopped bellowing my voice

I would notice the songs that all about me sing