A story told
Let the prophecy unfold
In the nights around us
Listen for a melody
That can carry a soul
That can carry a soul
I hope this one speaks to you
Hear me in the brim hours
When you look at no one to hold
And you blink heavy
Not a thought in mind
Carried into sleep
By this gentle rhymn
Carried into sleep
By this gentle rhymn
And you begin to drift
Where did everything go?
The question is to you
The answer is unknown.
12/11/2012
~ B
~ B
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