מילים לשיר Them That Are Writing These Songs

Them that are writing these songs,
Keeping far distance at home
Keeping the words that I wanted to say
Turned to a secret today,
Soon I'll be on my way

She who had wrote what I feel
Keeping my thoughts there to steal
And into her music she weaves in sorrow and pain
And in golden letters my name,
And in smaller letters my shame

Words craft, children's stories, and time
Kept in arrangements and rhymes
And inside the music
I had no one to blame
Nor voice or spirit to claim
No points of courage to gain

Them that are writing theses songs
Keep out the flesh, leave the bones
Keeping the words that I wanted to say
Kept as a secret they'll stay
Out of reach distance a way

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