What Wasn't Said
now that the leaves
around the meadow
are brown, I may sorrow
for the boy who only plays
in the shadow
of lost dreams
now that the fountain
in the courtyard dried up,
and my body can't climb the mountain,
I can tear for the boy who only...
around the meadow
are brown, I may sorrow
for the boy who only plays
in the shadow
of lost dreams
now that the fountain
in the courtyard dried up,
and my body can't climb the mountain,
I can tear for the boy who only...