OLD

YOUNG

Your hand

My heart

I am alone

Just

Pretty

I hope you see

Come together

Know

Open paths

Right away

Faded away

Gave up

Forgotten

Wanted

Neglected

I hope you see

One day

Tears

Wander

Cry

Kneel

Shame

Struggle

Mercy

 

Please

Please

Please

Words woven together with no apparent meaning

That have all the meaning in the world

Finding the words we want to say

when we carry on

Don’t forget

What it is you mean to say

before Time is gone

 

I’m on the edge

waiting for my heart to break

No one knows

How much my soul can take