Are words enough for you?
Are words enough?
Are words enough for you?
When you tried to turn your tide
the way you and the rest collide.
You will shape your words.
You will unlock your own words.
But how do you touch a single point of view?
How do you rescue someone from being blue?
If fear is what wraps the whole truth.
If doubt is what shapes your own truth.
You coin words that are just air.
You aim words, but not sure where.
Stop to look inside the sour hour.
That hour when you just lose your power.
Your aim will be an out of reach tower.
Filled with beauty, but you lack the power.
Your very own words are what’s killing you.
The moment you lose your power
you lose sight of your finest hour.
