The Words We Cannot Utter

Can you recall a time When words could scarcely say The sorrows on your mind Or joys of yesterday? It often is the case When urge is met with pause, That silence stills our tongues And minds us of our cause. A broken heart disdained; A love you gladly found: Words we cannot utter Lay littered on the ground. I’ll fix them in my hands And mail them to the stars, For surely God will hear And heal our carnal scars. If e’er you lose your voice Amongst the noisy clutter, I’ll speak on our behalf The words we cannot utter…