Do you need a sound
To make yourself feel more important?
A falling of a tree
That only you can hear.
Still, with or without you,
The show must go on.
Your just the empty seat
In row twenty one.

You don't need an audience
To hear you when you cry
In the middle of the night
Up to the stars in the sky
But sound is just a wave
And in the end it will die
You're just in the right place
At just the wrong time.

So let me answer this way.
Gravity doesn't pull for you
And trees are always making sounds.