Explanation of what I've witnessed
There's no purpose of it's persistance
Voiced worries over a common heart
None of your replies fit the questioned part
Why say all the things you've said?
While dumping motives innocently in my head
The coincidental stench was leaving
Until your heart and soul gave up believing
There's nothing now i can say to change the bad
Although puzzled by a face that looks so glad
Sometimes it's best not to ponder on the things we could have had.
How long lasts this imprisonment
Depends on yourself and your own temperment
Believing in what's meant to take place
Gives fate it's never ending changing face
Don't let the sand fall through the cracks in your hand
Acting as your heart, you will die if it touches land
Listen to the child who has so profoundly something to say
It will change the process of your every waking day
There is no greater tradegy than your own idealisation
With it, it does not bring any worthy gratification
And with no way further to a full realisation
There goes yet another wasted explanantion.
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