It's not always about
venting out
It's not about how you say
it
It's not even about things
you doubt
It's about wounds, quite
inside you, fit
And you can't explain
'Cause simply it's unspoken
unspoken
Breaks got sounds, but
You're not broken
not broken
and You have no answer to
say
if they saw your tears and
asked "why?"
and You have nothing in
hands but to pray
if the tears ran out, left
you pain with each sigh
And you can't explain
'Cause simply it's unspoken
unspoken
Breaks got sounds, but You're
not broken
not broken
Your faithfulness left you
wounds
killing pains with no sounds
Ups and Downs, all are
grounds
abandoned meanings and
shallow nouns
And you can't explain ... 'Cause simply, it's unspoken!
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