The chimney is out, the kitchen is empty
Lanterns turning dim, smoke out there is plenty
And, All I miss is the smell of nothing
The faces that surround are mere noise all around,
In the suffocating loneliness, chaos is not hard to be found
And, All I miss is the smell of nothing
The crazy old man creates a shrieking screech
Words come out mumbling, there is pain in his speech
And, All I miss is the smell of nothing
The cracked door is a noisy puzzle waiting to be solved
It opens and closes on itself, in air the noises slowly dissolve
And, All I miss is the smell of nothing
Those blank eyes, Those straight faced smiles, are a depth unknown
Waiting for the world to stop its painful moan
And, All I miss is the smell of nothing
The smell of nothing, Oh Sweet smell of nothing
Where are thou hiding all the pleasure
Come out, let me elope to a land unknown with you
And for life, let me cherish you like a treasure
- Diary of an Oxymoron
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