It’s hard to say anything good

It’s hard to say anything good
When autumn leaves fall all around
When clouds hide the sun of love
From a chord, from a sound

It’s hard to think anything well of you
With flakes of the grave in your shoes
When the thicket hides the hollows
All weeping with tomorrow’s news

When we should run like the horse
When we can sing an angelic song
Instead, we tear each other’s hair
Because time has got things wrong

It’s hard to say anything good
When hearts are chipped like stone
It’s hard to hope for any true love
When in this world you are alone

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances. View all posts by blackbird212012