I can feel it every now and again
The depth of my heart
Or where it used to be
It used to sing so frequently
Now it's lost it's melody
Now it's hard to remember the beat
Because there isn't one
When you chuck a stone into a cave
You wait to hear the echo
But if you throw one into my heart
It'd never hit a solid
For the space is empty
Where it used to sing
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 6:37 PM UTC
I can feel it every now and again
The depth of my heart
Or where it used to be
It used to sing so frequently
Now it's lost it's melody
Now it's hard to remember the beat
Because there isn't one
When you chuck a stone into a cave
You wait to hear the echo
But if you throw one into my heart
It'd never hit a solid
For the space is empty
Where it used to sing
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