Fool

If I was the master of the mind
Every mistake we ever made
I'd take captive and bind
Throw it in the oceans a thousand feet deep 
for the gods to find

What I wouldn't do to take back what I've done 
What I wouldn't give to go back a hundred suns
With each passing day the memory fades
The one where you said I'd be a fool to walk away
Oh I'm a fool to walk away

If I was the master of the mind
I'd take back every cruel word
I would listen to you talk instead of wanting to be heard 
Moment after moment passes as the past becomes blurred
This deafening silences only makes me realize my words have been slurred
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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