Abraham

Your hands stained with ink
From a hundred unsent letters
Most of you knows better than to try
And the waking dreams
Of a thousand sleepless hours
They built the walls you're cowering behind
It's strange to see how for all the years you've waited
The heartache never faded over time

Here, beneath the silence
There is still a voice that calls
To a side of you that might've seen
Some writing on the wall
But there's not a pending pardon
And with nowhere else to crawl
The little voice will face the light alone
And walk another day along the road

Beneath the years of silence
There is still a voice that calls
To the side of you that might've seen
Some writing on the walls
But there's not a pending pardon
And with nowhere else to crawl
The little voice will face the light alone
And walk another day along the road



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Moreaux
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