the lost words...

it was a silent night, without a sound of anything
tried to find the light, he could see nothing
the breathe, the tick, the pulse, and that's it...

so many things in his mind, yet he couldn't find the string
wonder what he would find, he waited for what life would bring
it wasn't this, it wasn't that, it, it wasn't it...

all he did was to argue, with his tongue that's mute
till all that embraced

 him was the dew, but there's nothing resolute
he fidgeted, he sighed, he moaned, but was it?

he wasn't sure, things that he should do
he wasn't sure, places that he should go
he thought of this, but it reminded him of that
he wanted to say this, but he stutter the word of that

it wasn't easy he said, it's never gonna be easy...