She never learns so she's never wrong.nShe doesn't like to sleep alone.nWhen she does, she dreams of jetsnfalling from the sky.nnOnly in moments of weakness,ndoes she need him now.nnBoy Without FiltersnFrom silence to distortion:nBoy Without FiltersnnHe thinks too much so he's never sure.nThe day seems spent before it's through.nHe remembers the sound of a distant nightnfilling up the room.nnWatching her eat he notes that her mouthnhas a life of its own.nnThings are moving.nDoors are closing on thenBoy Without FiltersnnOnly in moments of weaknessndoes she need him now.