Lyrics

Paradoxically, this is a song about the difficulty of song-writing. Protected by copyright.

These words don’t write themselves anymore / These words are mute, my mind is cold / These days short, the time has come / These days are long, the time has gone / I wake my eyes and hold my tongue / I try for words but they don't come / The clock hangs heavy and pulls on my eyes / Ticking away and ticking on and on / Oh, wordless night / Don’t you come around again / Life pulls me hard and it passes time / All I can show are few words, half a line / Here’s to hopin’ for a chance, a big break / To see bright lights and have some kinda name / Oh, wordless night / Don’t hold me so tight / Let those words fall / On the page from my mind / Oh, wordless night / Don’t come around again /