Talk

 

Talk as if I’m not hear

Talk until you turn blue

Talk as if I’m def

Talk, because I’m not scared of you 

 

Talk to your friends

Talk till it gets old

Talk like your big

Talk, go ahead you’ve been told

 

Talk to the moon

Talk to a tree

Talk to the ground.

Talk, cuz you don’t scare me

 

Talk to him

Talk like I’m missing

Talk to her

Talk, cuz I ante listening

 

Talk to the sky

Talk to air

Talk to the clouds

Talk, because I don’t care

 

Talk to the walls

Talk to the rain

Talk to them

Talk, cuz your words bring me no pain

 

Talk to the valleys

Talk, talk, talk,

Talk the books

Talk, because away I walk

 

Talk to the mountains

Talk to the ocean blue

Because I’ve no time

For people like you

This book

 

Over and over

This book has passed

Though his hands

The hands of a teacher

 

Warn with time

Aged with knowledge

Never violent always calm

It passed though his hands

 

But not now

Now it sets in new hands

Foreign hands

Never to pass though his again

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