Your Still Life
๐ต 397 characters
โฑ๏ธ 0:29 duration
๐ ID: 18613385
๐ Lyrics
There comes a time when questions end.
The page unread, a canvas blank.
Answers fail, I can't relate.
This is the time when questions end.
Yours is a dialogue that I cannot erase.
So hang tight to your fears
and hold hands with silence.
The old ghosts still inhabit the
space between your bed and the wall.
You've written your own history.
This is the bed you've made,
and I refuse to tuck you in.
The page unread, a canvas blank.
Answers fail, I can't relate.
This is the time when questions end.
Yours is a dialogue that I cannot erase.
So hang tight to your fears
and hold hands with silence.
The old ghosts still inhabit the
space between your bed and the wall.
You've written your own history.
This is the bed you've made,
and I refuse to tuck you in.