30-08 2022 18:58
wrote:
If hearts had eyes, mine is blinded with tears
If if skins had noses, the sound of death bloats me
And if the tongue were a canvas, I paint you for years
Tell the world you were beautiful to me
Tell mother earth she was almost not worthy of engulfing
Your frame with all it's grace and beauty
Tell the sky to spell your name unending
Until the world recites her duty
Shrink the words into a silent song
And the tears into golden, glory days
If we could but turn time's hand to belong
30-08 2022 18:58
wrote:
If hearts had eyes, mine is blinded with tears
If if skins had noses, the sound of death bloats me
And if the tongue were a canvas, I paint you for years
Tell the world you were beautiful to me
Tell mother earth she was almost not worthy of engulfing
Your frame with all it's grace and beauty
Tell the sky to spell your name unending
Until the world recites her duty
Shrink the words into a silent song
And the tears into golden, glory days
If we could but turn time's hand to belong