Weight
Clouds suspended in a pale sky
The smell of wood smoke from a distant fire
As I look around this quiet scene
Of crimson, gold, and tangerine
A very heavy feeling presses on my head
Bearing all the weight of a million words unsaid
A very heavy feeling presses on my head
Bearing all the weight of a million lives unled
Comfort seems so hollow if all your wrongs are right
Light can cast a shadow, shadows can be bright
The smell of wood smoke from a distant fire
As I look around this quiet scene
Of crimson, gold, and tangerine
A very heavy feeling presses on my head
Bearing all the weight of a million words unsaid
A very heavy feeling presses on my head
Bearing all the weight of a million lives unled
Comfort seems so hollow if all your wrongs are right
Light can cast a shadow, shadows can be bright
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Writer(s): Mark Wilson
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