Days to Pages

The Days are moving, once again The stories that bore me Words without meaning I'm at the end of my book but It seems my story left uncomplete Its still your voice I hear yearning for the meaning you give just so as it was before rend me from this world save from the noise Once more Life still moves, without me Syncing to the greater unknown Its still your voice I hear yearning for the meaning you give just so as it was before Its still your voice I hear yearning for the meaning save me from the noise Once more The Days are moving, once again The stories that bore me Words without meaning I'm at then end of my book but It seems my story left uncomplete we flow from day to day without a night to dream Missing a reason to wake the morning may never come even so Let me dream Its still your voice I hear yearning for the meaning you give just so as it was before a waking dream I will never wake give me something more someone I can hold once more rend me from this world save from me the noise A silent voice your missing words A loving emptiness The Days are moving, once again The stories that bore me Words without meaning I'm at the end of my book but It seems my story is left uncomplete