Hard Times

Hard Times

There is silence in the halls
Coolness in the walls
Nothing is said between them

Distance is too long
No laughter, no song
Quiet is the voice of the mind

Time in a glass, withering away
No change from one day to the next
No calls, no notice, no visit, no word
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It´s warm, but it´s not
He´s cold while his body is hot
He don´t want to feel more this way

Solutions in the mind
Old times left behind
Hopes are fading away

When the line ends, something have to change
There´s no need holding on to what´s not there
Hope in the heart is getting smaller by the day
Wishing so much she was here