A pictures worth a thousand words
so how absurd is it to fine
I'm searching, searching for the words
to help record the track of time
;cus time has flown
and that's alright
though how am I to know
if I've passed it right?
Thru every day every night
sunrise to sunset
more time flys by
and here I sit,
too healed (or numb) to cry;
reliving every picture in sight
from friends to foes
hard times or light.
I'm searching and searching
to find it true
a pictures worth a thousand words
but here I sit silent
because photos these days are so few.
Times changed
trust no one-
since you bid adieu
the sinner and saint
have gone away
and all that's left is you
to heal yourself
and find the truth to speak
dig deep for understanding
and see this photo is yours to keep.