I hear the world tapping at my window pane br Like urgent rain br Unwordly wordlessness. Bereft, undone br Empty, a shell the mind has become. br br Warm embrace, the touch of hands br Don't turn away thus; br Insipid wordlessness. Come back now br The sky speaks to the lake below. br br Textual definitions are all very fine. Where do emotions hide? br Deep, deep inside. br How can you lock your feelings inside? br The body calls out your name and then tries to hide.