Jun 2014
To the whispering trees
I tell my darkest secrets
With my hungry sight
And they understand
And as I walk through
The sound of ticking clock
With my hands
In my pockets full of sand
I realize I give no love
To this world
And no love I get back
I just stare.
And I think...
Think...
Think.
Why's the sound so hollow?
Am I here?
And the clock stopped ticking
Trees weren't whispering anymore
Waves ate what was left
Of my wrinkled soul
Now I'm a flinching body
With a case of thoughts
Have you ever listened?
Lazy silence
Heavy breath of what's unsaid
Running through the foggy gardens
Ops...
So I swallowed my own hand
Reached for heart that wasn't mine
Snatched it out and bottled up
And just threw it to the ocean
No, I haven't. Have I?
I tell my darkest secrets
With my hungry sight
And they understand
And as I walk through
The sound of ticking clock
With my hands
In my pockets full of sand
I realize I give no love
To this world
And no love I get back
I just stare.
And I think...
Think...
Think.
Why's the sound so hollow?
Am I here?
And the clock stopped ticking
Trees weren't whispering anymore
Waves ate what was left
Of my wrinkled soul
Now I'm a flinching body
With a case of thoughts
Have you ever listened?
Lazy silence
Heavy breath of what's unsaid
Running through the foggy gardens
Ops...
So I swallowed my own hand
Reached for heart that wasn't mine
Snatched it out and bottled up
And just threw it to the ocean
No, I haven't. Have I?
