Death of a tune

Silence from you is like the death of a tune
I have been driven down by those nursery rhymes
Am I troubled by youth to be wordless and useless?
Wordless and you, wordless and you

It's been the same forever
It's the start of it all
A congregation
The meaning block
Spring and summer

When I enter the room, I hear the chirp of a lark
Mumbling in a whine my own melody line
And if I sing to the wall I'd be killing them all
Killing them all, killing them all

Its the same expression
that's been used on them all
A slow elation
that can warm the flock
let's keep it together

Am I just being used when I hear mostly lies
In confusion I think what a pity to rhyme
Smothering my muse by a telepathy line
Telepathy line, telepathy line

If we abstain forever
We can start the love
Its the same in heaven
As they fall apart
The mind recovers
The soul is lost,
The body's my brother