Catching Quiet

The neighbors don’t wake me up anymore
No yelling, no dragging the kid out of bed
It’s eerie in the morning, no one making a sound
Not even on weekends
There’s no getting ready
No dirt bikes, no day trips
Nowhere to go

The quiet is catching
The dog’s caught it too
No more howling and whining and pacing the stairs
No more being alone
All day every day
No more singing to soothe him through the wall

The humans are home, the humans are home
No reason to bark
Except at the package
Left on the step
That nobody opens the door to get
Cardboard isn’t safe, you know
Leave it there
Be safe, beware
The quiet, the catching quiet
Will catch us all

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