Words without music are turning me colors
Pink, black, brown, and purple spots spotting my skin
Flash back to a swingset; a playtime with brothers
Dismiss bliss for this guilt; abandon your kin
Words without music are trying to block up
They're trying to stock up and hold back a flood
But futile their efforts are dead in the water
When music is gone words are stuck in the mud
The music is missing
Words give way to kissing
And kissing rots any heart out of its shell
These words are alone now
They wish that they knew how to
Bring back the music, bad thoughts to dispell
Words without music cling rock ledges for life
Slip-sliding and falling down a steep incline
You once were my music, but words are alone now
And the words will be useless til God gives a sign
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