What is the use of words

If they don't make her seen or heard

She watches dust to dust unstirred

Though left behind

She is too weak to grieve or blame us

We who leave

There is no hour of bliss

When ignorance can lead to this

Don't let the hand of time be kind

And smooth her gently from my mind

Let me be troubled

Let me be troubled

Where on the road did I lose my way

Not knowing where it will wind

How can I find that road

I need to explain where I went amiss

And tell her I will save her from all of this

From all of this

These are the words of a fool

And heads not hearts must rule

I hear you say that minds can be

So slow to see what hearts just know

Let me be troubled

Let me be troubled

Where on the road did I lose my way

Not knowing where it will wind

How can I find that road

I need to explain where I went amiss

And tell her

I will save her from all of this

From all of this

Where on the road did I lose my way

Not knowing where it will wind

How can I find that road

I need to explain where I went amiss

And tell her

I will save her from all of this

From all of this