I can't write like I use to write. I use to write and
write.
It's like I wrote about love my whole life, but so what,
My hatters been hating my whole life, til my last breath,
might be the first time they felt right...
and you know what, sometimes I want'um to feel right.
I wasn't wrong. I feel like I'm too grown to fight.
Aint no back and forth. Ev'ry lick I could give is so
right,
like so precise aint no way to heal up, til next life.
All I need is once. Most people keep fighting to die twice,
once they fall in love, hurt falls outta love on a sharp
knife.
If I'm past that, then why would I pass on advice like most
fools
with nothing to show, but sound nice, til they look nice.
They love old fools with new life cause they'll take fire
and kill that flame with salt ice.
Though I thought I died. I lived through the tears I
couldn't cry.
I fell instead. I started out falling, now I can fly.
When I speak my soul, it opens like wings across the sky.
I'm so deep in love that my deepness of love is a new high.
Come join me. True hearts wont break and don't die,
though time heals, you can't love life if you don't
try.
By: The Silent Knight
