(Please tell me... where did my soul get to?)
(Please tell me... where did my soul get to?)
Like fallen apple blossom skies,
Spring rain has nothing left to cry,
Tells me how much it wants to die-
Slowly.
Shaking hands, they misbehave,
The answer lies beneath my grave,
These old, broken pieces can't save-
Sorry.
And so, I smile. And so, I laugh. I'll never cry.
And so, I smile. And so, I laugh. At least I tried...
Please tell me... where did my soul get to?
Please tell me... where did my soul get to?
Whenever stars come crashing down,
Looks in your eyes and takes your crown,
And begs your saddened soul to drown-
Slowly...
I'll dance under the light of moon,
Days spent with you are gone too soon,
Tears frozen in the month of June-
Blurry... Blurry... Blurry...
And so, I smile. And so, I laugh. I'll never cry.
And so, I smile. And so, I laugh. Wish I could fly...
Please tell me... where did my soul get to?
Please tell me... where did my soul get to?
What's left in the husk of an empty heart?
When did I take our world and break it all apart?
Why couldn't we see this all from the start?
How could I cry... How could I cry, cry...
(And so, I smile. And so, I laugh. Wish I could fly...)
And so, I smile. And so, I laugh. I'll never cry.
And so, I smile. And so, I laugh. One last goodbye...
Please tell me... where did my soul get to?
Please tell me... where did my soul get to?
Please tell me... where did my soul get to?
Please tell me... where did my soul get to?
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Scratches On My Gravestone
PoetryA collection of poems written by little ol' me, created to be discovered, but not remembered.
