I Can't Hear A Thing

Musings. Maybe this means something to you, not quite sure what it means to me yet.

Something's welling up in me
An explosion of some sort
While all around screams
Life is still quiet as a dream
I can't hear a thing
I can't hear a thing

A noise like steam
That propels you and me
Unheard, and unseen
Now I've had dreams of flying
But does everything require dying?
I can't hear a thing
I can't hear a thing

This is the glorious mystery
The parts I can't see
The collision of a relation
So loud it can't be heard, or seen
Only a feeling
I still can't hear a thing
but I do have a feeling.