The Old Man's Lonely Tomb

I can't seem to find the right words
To take away your pain
& all the times I've tried so hard
For you to Push me away again

Salt my oppen wounds I'll suffer
Just to see you smile once more
Taint a new born heart with hatred
I tire from all your games

& I feel it growing cold
as the winds of change they come with time
It's so hard for me to know
We must leave the past behind

From sundown to sunrise
I will wrestle within my mind
Over a steaming cup of coffee
Come to terms with all my lies

& the heat it grows so cold
As I wish the same for you
Paint a picture of an infant
So unlove yet still in the womb
From the child born grows an old man
Stare in the old man's lonely tomb

& I feel it growing cold
as the winds of change they come with time
It's so hard for me to know
We must leave the past behind



Credits
Writer(s): Allen Atkinson, Butch Bellah, Wil Van Winkle, Zach Mears
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