Words
When your thoughts get twisted and your head feels numb
And you can’t see beyond the damage you’ve done
When you’re slipping away and tryin’ to hold on
But you can’t find your grip ‘cus you know that your wrong
When it troubles you nightly when trying to sleep
With the weight of it all and you underneath
You need words, but words can only be said
And most often words miss the nails head
When your sparkle is lost and your magic’s expired
When you’re running on empty with four flat tyres
When your making and breaking of lovers and friends
Has cast your heart and blinded your brain
When your days go by fast and the minutes pass slow
And your dead in the water with no where to go
You want words, but words can hardly express
And most often words miss the nails head
When your collar is up to the wind at your neck
And you’re crippled inside with buckling legs
You need bag of good fortune not silver or gold
And the willing to try to break out of you mould
You need words, but words can only be said
And most often words miss the nails head
You need words, but words can hardly express
And most often words miss the nails head
Enjoy!
A x
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