Separation
Respect lost in the dark hours of the night
Out of practice but still I hear you preach
Getting further apart we have lost all sight
It's not simply about what's wrong or right
Understanding always seems out of reach
Respect lost in the dark hours of the night
What you don't realize it's not out of spite
Hard lessons of life we truly cannot teach
Getting further apart we have lost all sight
Normalcy the thing that you cling to so tight
Everything I say just an old worn out speech
Respect lost in the dark hours of the night
Only a shadow reflects in night's dim light
No strength left this life continues to leech
Getting further apart we have lost all sight
A cliché reminder everything will be alright
Words wasted that make me want to screech
Respect lost in the dark hours of the night
Getting further apart we have lost all sight
Copyright © Wayland Bunch | Year Posted 2013
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