The time goes by, with countless hours Staying adhered to your chores, is all what you do Always wanting to rise, preventing that free fall The time is when you say nothing at all...
From the aspiration to the exaggeration Trying to conceal the truth hiding beneath The disguise that you all know stands tall The time when you say nothing at all...
Incessant ramblings, never leading to a conclusion All the way down when you travel to a delusion You succumb to the immorality, keep rolling the ball The time when you say nothing at all...
Turning towards the past memories, all is history Wondering at the things that have passed, uncontrolled Crossed all boundaries, wish you could have prevented the fall That is the time when you say nothing at all...
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