The tired song plays with the scene
Whilst the eyes behold the only letters I sing
Why are the words muted?
When for every single day they are what I conceive
Everything conveys motion
Yet the mind recognizes none but a blurry space.
Whither shall I place the heart
When from the start
the missing breathe is meant to be missing
But then, waiting in vain
Just the same
The you who I commend my dreams to
The reason for the coming apart of the soul
Yet the undying requital towards the day
That opened the grant to ever know you
If I could'nt have but an answered prayer
I'd give anything to stand here, this day
And feel you...
Times to pass will melt
The countless tears wont count
Because even if you part
You'll forever hold a place in my heart.
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