Voiceless Lyrics

Time is a healer, but this wound is pouring out,
He left his heart at home.
Hes fading, ageing thin, lost weathered eyes,
Tells a story of where he's been,
This somber life

He sits in silence,
Struggling to speak,
Lost count of years,
Growing old and weak ,

Raising imposters,
Who are sure to leave,
With love and care,
He tends to their needs

The sleepless nights,
Oh god he's crying out,
Losing heart and mind,
And his weary voice to shout

He's not a ghost,
He's just not home,
He's not a ghost,
He's just not home

Where were you,
When you were truly needed,
Where were you, when She lost her way
With no hand to hold on to,
Alone without the Dad she knew
Why were you so far away

The sleepless nights,
Oh god he's crying out,
Losing heart and mind,
And his weary voice to shout
The biggest piece of him is in a far worse state,
Paying debts is his way of living, what a fucking fate

Time is a healer,
But the wound is pouring out