Words, words, words.
I have so many words for you, child of mine
I have words for your child too
I want to let you know what I know of the world
I want to give you comfort when you are reaching for the cure
I want you to know what my version of the truth is
I have words for you and I yearn to speak with you
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You murder me with your disinterest
You stab my heart with the shuttering of your eyes
There was a time when you vehemently wished for the sound of my voice
That time has passed and where did you go?
You are present, but judgmental, you have no use for history
Even when it is your own
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I’ve learned so much \ and wish to give it on
Wisdom hard won, needs no more from me
Can you use the wisdom, the knowledge, the experience
Have you dismissed the use of any that came before you?
I care nothing for information that any schoolchild can gain
I want to tell you life’s great mysteries and the price of love
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You murder me with your disinterest
You stab my heart with the shuttering of your eyes
You have traveled close by for the entirety of your life
Your body stays, your mind doesn’t engage
At least not with me
Child of mine, I have words for you
