I want the end of the world
to slow down and just listen
in a heartbreak work of just remembers
and unanswered questions.
just close your eyes
open your heart
were deceived by the pictures
that tell us how to feel
each interaction is unique
and challenging to manage
but never miss your chance to speak
a voice so small
why are you whispering?
did you hear what i said?
shows me who's listening.
the smallest things
are the ones that matter
never miss your chance to speak
minutes turn to hours, then hours to days
what do you wish you still had the chance to say?
think it through
then write it down
heres your chance
say it now
yesterday you said tomorrow
but you already know
it may never come
