Winner of the EVERYTHING Competition #4: Standard Hero
Madman's Manor
There’s a noise circling the halls, it’s above my head and in the walls It’s the same noise that when it calls I feel as if my skin begins to crawl Like wind it will come and it will go, that’s the end of this line, onto another show If I could recollect how many times my ghosts visit me in my sleep I’d give up much more time and dig a hole so very deep There’s a saying that goes around, it’s here so often I could wear it like a crown It gets inside my head and, remember that noise I mentioned? It crawls around. There’s a hum circling the halls, it’s under my bed and friends with the walls I’d say it’s a pleasant visit but I wouldn’t be telling you the truth I’d say it’s a nice stay but all I ever hear are echoes from the roof I can’t tell whether it’s here nor there, maybe it’s actually everywhere What I do know is how much of it no one hears, yet it’s like music meant for my ears It’s an irrational oh so illogical misplacement of emotional communications with my brain through which the chemical reaction is doing nothing but driving me literally insane. You could say I’m something of a genius, maybe a lyricist in his prime, but all of that will be lost to the noises in the walls that take up so very much of my time So when you call me, and I have no response, it’s not that I’m ignoring you it may just be I’m trying to translate the noises and haven’t even got a clue. So call my name maybe once, twice, three times, but you’ll have to be loud and you’ll have to be fast because the noises no how to put up a fight and make sure they can last They followed me from home to home, it doesn’t seem to matter from where I roam The noises will circle the halls and get to know the walls, they’ll feed me their version of truths and hang out with the cobwebs in the roofs. They’ll sell me something that’s easily bought and I’ll eat it up without a second thought. So welcome to my home and without further ado let me be the first to introduce you. To the madman who haunts the halls and the memories that befriend his walls.