The Feeling Is Gone

My feeling is gone like the warmth in winter, leaving me cold like an icy splinter A feeling so hollow deep down inside, a gaping maw from which I cannot hide Like a endless void consuming my heat, eating my insides so I'm incomplete My feeling is gone like the old man’s youth, my feeling is gone and that’s the truth I feel no joy in the summers sweet sun, there is no exhilaration in my fastest run I feel no love in the babe’s soft eyes and I feel no pain in their harshest cries No doubt or pity are felt in this heart, not one ounce of emotion can I impart My feeling is gone like an old man’s youth, my feeling is gone and that’s the truth My feeling is gone like a seed on the wind, the innocence of man who know he has sinned Like a man of tin I grind through the days, waiting to die and counting the ways The motions of life hold no interest for me, an unfortunate rocking like a boat on the sea. My feeling is gone like an old man’s youth, my feeling is gone and that’s the truth