Voiceless

Time is a healer, but this wound is pouring out
He left his heart at home
Hes fading, ageing thin, lost weathered eyes
Tells a story of where he's been
This somber life

He sits in silence
Struggling to speak
Lost count of years
Growing old and weak

Raising imposters
Who are sure to leave
With love and care
He tends to their needs

The sleepless nights
Oh god he's crying out
Losing heart and mind
And his weary voice to shout

He's not a ghost
He's just not home
He's not a ghost
He's just not home

Where were you
When you were truly needed
Where were you, when She lost her way
With no hand to hold on to
Alone without the Dad she knew
Why were you so far away

The sleepless nights
Oh god he's crying out
Losing heart and mind
And his weary voice to shout
The biggest piece of him is in a far worse state
Paying debts is his way of living, what a fucking fate

Time is a healer
But the wound is pouring out



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Writer(s): We Gold
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