A steady stream of conscious thought
Interrupted by a single touch
Ripples formed and I forgot
All words of wit and eloquence
Listen close and you will find
Truth in timbre I've been showing you all along
A note of urgency, struck by cords in my throat
Weary eyes strain to see
All that the night has borne
Shining lights and lullabies
Are what became of all I lost
Listen close and you will find
Truth in timbre I've been showing you all along
A note of urgency, struck by cords in my throat
Air molecules grow strong or
Maybe it's me that's growing weak
With every step, the path grows longer
But still, I journey on
Listen close and you will find
Truth in timbre I've been showing you all along
A note of urgency struck by cords in my throat
Truth in timbre I've been showing you all along
A note of urgency struck by cords in my throat