Cold heart and chilled fingers
He’s dead but the pain lingers
A mother’s cry is a child’s burden
A speaking God can’t get a word in
Sounds echoing sound like silence
People feeling alone and reliant
Self distract or need for the quiet
It doesn’t matter, there’s no science
Not to the things that really need explaining
It’s funny how with all this change the world aint changing
It’s just the same old thing just new people living
Debating things that need no re-living
I want to say I got the answers
For murderers and cancer
But I’ve grown to know
It’s not about the knows
And don't knows...
That’s just the way it is.
i look at the floor and see it needs sweeping, still my guitar gently weeps...
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