Nothing Lyrics

A simple touch

A rested hand

A fallen face if he can

Remember her, light his eye

When she comes to his side

Boy was what you were called

Were you a poet inside of your body?

Held in place by skin and bones

A fallen face never home to spoken word

Or his own name

Or wishes to be saved again

I often sit and imagine you as a reincarnated bird

Ready for a second flight

Body follows hungry eyes

Comforted by John and Paul

You had their picture up on your wall

God cut out your tongue

Left you unable to tell anyone

I…

Inside of my head I am free

It would mean nothing

Boy was born

Boy was left

Boy was sick and that was it

Boy was loved

Boy was lost

Boy was never known

Birthday sung too many times

Full of dreams and quick goodbyes

The first in line, the first to go

The only one so unknown

Boy was what you were called

You were a picture up on our wall

God cut our your tongue

Left you unable to tell anyone

I am here

It would mean nothing