if i knew just how to say
the words
that just can't escape
from my mouth
but they never
quite seem
to make it out
if i could only say
when im awake
what i sing
in my sleep
those happy melodies
might fill the air
and float to you
on the breeze
still silently frozen
on my cold numb lips
they lie
on deaf ears of the world
they fall
they dont paint a picture
they dont paint a scene
one thousand words
will never paint anything
not for me
and not for you
until i can find the words
nothing will come through...
