Hearing Aid
R. Stevie Moore
Listening to the world through a hearing aid
I can turn down the volume of sound
Well, and the music I miss goes to you
Well, and I can't seem to tell what is real
I'm listening to you speak through a hearing aid
Your words come from deep in a cave
Well, and the phrases you choose silently
Well, and I can't seem to tell what you feel
If only you'd flatter me with new batteries
Life would be audible
Can you still hear me loud and clearly?
Is it plausible?
Listening to myself through a hearing aid
There's a microphone alone in my pipes
Well, and the noise that I keep to myself
Well, and I can't seem to keep it concealed