the cold that knows no bounds the truth that hears no sounds a steam that rises off the snow when nothing else surrounds how tall is the tallest tree how loud is the loudest sound in a place where all is seen and heard the truth is underground snowy owls take the breeze a shake that rattles timber trees star shades fade and dim and glow a truth is hidden far below i want to feel a truth more real than real it seems i want to see a ghost too clear to see its seams i want to hear a sound so true and clear and soft and loud how tall is the tallest tree how loud is the loudest sound in a place where all is seen and heard the truth is underground how tall is the tallest tree how loud is the loudest sound in a place where all is seen and heard the truth is underground