how can i begin? to tell you how i see this.
just a name, a list, that has a greater meaning
and it cries out from a heart thats still beating,
i cant change that now, Gods hand, stealing,
it cries out, a heart not beating its done, with now,
and all for what reasons i cannot imagine how it must have hit you
can you hear my voice or what im saying to you?
now your hands feel so cold do you even know how close you are to leaving?
i stand with this knot in throat and you lay barely breathing