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Guilty Gone

 

Guilty Gone

(album: Time Spent - 2015)


I go outside
The wind still hits my face tonight
I go to bed, close my eyes
The question of true love in mind
These sleep filled nights, accompanied by you most times
I wake, effected by the things once said and the things I feel
And the music's not enough and you're still not here
I always find time to question even though time's been tested
And the place I wanted most was not the place that I chose
Learning to let go of things once held
And the Loneliness I feel
I've given to myself
And I haven't wanted to be anyone anywhere else
But I'm finally learning to love not just you and not just myself
I never wanted you to feel that I gave up on you
But it seems to be something I chose
How did I get here?
And where are you?
You're still the most beauty that I've seen
And maybe it wasn't just for me
It's been years now and I'm still learning to be okay
I loved you, the only one I ever really wanted to
I'll learn to be a man without you
I'm done here, releasing words I've kept
With all the time I've used, I sing what I have left
There is an understanding, deeper and greater than we know
It mends the broken hearted and picks up what man cannot
Oh, it comes in a whisper for the simple to collect
Telling the few who will listen, that our questions do not come back void
Because I am nothing
I am bottomless, losing twice of what I manage to gather
Yet He will show me another way
I ask questions found deep within this warm aching body
I am made new, a fresh beginning
And only through that Man's beautiful love can I begin to sing about such things

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