'Nough said

For all the words put down, for all the songs been sung; So much has been finished, so much has yet begun. Some remain in silence, others shout from the hills; Those behind the concrete now dream of window sills. Somewhere in the distance There’s change upon the rise, Sometimes it’s hard to see with dust inside the eyes. Yesterdays still haunt those whom can’t seem to move on, By the time they turn around the future is long gone. Now the rains are falling, washing clean a new day, Time for sleep has passed and there’s nothing more to say.