Empty Pages - Lera Lynn
Empty pages empty prayer
Empty chest all the same
No one's gonna know your name
If you can't cry and make it rain
Aching bodies swimming head a heart that's lost at sea
If someone came to rescue it I doubt that it'd be me
Clouded eyes your setting sun
Decide who you will be
But there's still time to make the trek
And light by which to see
Heart of gold and intention will never set you free
Most ears refuse to hear the truth
Most eyes refuse to see
