resonance

i don't need a voice to sing, because singing is the thing that grows when nothing else can.  you and i know it; we all know it--you strip everything to make a song.  you strip the things that make you to dust and bone and heat, and in that desert your song grows and grows.  so that the wave of the sound is never a repetition, a dulled oscillation, but rather a force larger than the space and time it moves in.