You’ve got a song to sing about Beyonce’s ring
But it’s buried in the great white noise
There’s a drawing here and it’s all top tier
But it’s buried in the great white noise
Buried in the great white noise
Buried in the great white noise
Buried in the great white noise
All your heartache poured into a guitar chord
buried in the great white noise
You wrote a play, dreaming about Broadway
But it’s buried in the great white noise
Buried in the great white noise
Buried in the great white noise
Buried in the great white noise
Look at this photograph of your better half
Buried in the great white noise
Like tears in rain, all your angry pain
Buried in the great white noise
Buried in the great white noise
Buried in the great white noise
Buried in the great white noise
Copyright 2021. F.N. de Boer.
