I write a thousand words
I write another age
I pour my heart and soul
Prefer an empty page
And the page is torn, and the words are lost
Some song I used to play
No language in our lungs
The words that touch my heart
They barely reach my tongue
And the page is torn, and the words are lost
I'm not a poet
I'm not a poet
It seems that what I think
I simply can't describe
I try to find my words
Before they catch my mind
And the page is torn, and the words are lost
Sometimes I think it's fine
And then I hear the sound
I had a song like that
I think I burned it down
And the page is torn, and the words are lost
I'm not a poet
I'm not a poet
And every time I try
Think up another song
The lines they sound so nice
But all the words are wrong
And the page is torn, and the words are lost
And in the dead of night
I write a frantic scrawl
I hope when I wake up
I don't despise it all
And the page is torn, and the words are lost
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