Old hand on the handle of rocking chair
Speaks it's story, it recognize the memory
It recognize the story.
The forever closed thoughts do emerge again
Are these those moments that this age bargain
The wrinkles lived more and it's the only proof
After every circle, it gets thicker and the skin started to act as the price of satin
It looks old, yet it's alive
The time may roll, but those hands wants the love like five
After every end, if it rejoin the wrinkles again,
The old viens on the skin loses memories due to the disease
It bargain.
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 1:42 AM UTC
Old hand on the handle of rocking chair
Speaks it's story, it recognize the memory
It recognize the story.
The forever closed thoughts do emerge again
Are these those moments that this age bargain
The wrinkles lived more and it's the only proof
After every circle, it gets thicker and the skin started to act as the price of satin
It looks old, yet it's alive
The time may roll, but those hands wants the love like five
After every end, if it rejoin the wrinkles again,
The old viens on the skin loses memories due to the disease
It bargain.