What words could not say -
I wanted to write something..
But I didn't know how to,
So I picked up a guitar baby,
And I decided to show the world,
So sit down over there next to the coming of age
Let my guitar sing while I paint all our day's
A wise man said many words are poor
And I've been a rich man for many ears
But what are riches without love
I guess I'm not poor enough for your heart
Please just stop for a second on the rusted sidewalk
Let my guitar weep at your feet and we'll see if it can talk
Im having technical difficulties inside my body
Doesn't seem my blood will get along with air
I'm trying to kill myself inside out
So inspired by a last dying breath
I'll pass it on to by guitar baby, let it riddle me this
Why my hands aren't moving, but it's still singing it's bliss
Forged, hardly forgotten tears I cried once
They sank into the earth and fed the little tree
The tree blossome'd beautifully and it made me wonder
Such beauty born from such misery
My soul lies there now, I don't need no gravestone
That tree play's my guitar, it play's it beautifully for me
Cuz baby theres just something's
That words couldnt say...
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I was inspired to write this because of a guitar piece I saw on youtube and because of a girl im falling for head over heels day by day >.>
Im pathetic really
