We're out of sync with our times
there's a Berlin wall keeping
us appart by hours and minutes
and if I could bridge this chasm
right now
I would.
I've been told to carry on
and spread my only song
near and wide, far and long,
So this has been a beggars plea
I wish they'd see the rest of me
and see through all the poetry
and all these wasteful songs
It's time to go now,
and I think I want to say something
If I don't I'll loose it within this fear
but I don't know if I can sing
loud enough for you to hear.
Inspired by "The Minstrel's Prayer" by Cartel.