Words Not Spoken

the sound was familiar recollectin' we met
a voice so sweet may i never forget
reckon a companion for a night or two
for a runaway drunkard too many too few
satisfaction comes and it goes in a whisper
restin' deep in the winter listenin'
my cousin knows words not spoken
stick down in your throat and wont go away
my cousin knows childhood sufferin'
when innocence dies in front of you
ten years snapped by broken hearts are scattered
to the four blowin' winds in a mind dont matter
if i hear i forget if i do please remember
your voice so sweet in the moment we met
if i hear i forget if i do please remember
your voice so sweet in the moment we met
c. 2013 gypsy eyes music bmi
malcolm holcombe