Come, sit a while with me,
Let the silence communicate.
Maybe, this was not we ever asked for;
But what is life if everything has to go our way?
Who is a soldier without wounds and a rugged armour?
My heart is heavy my soul sunk,
But these are the moments that pull me up.
I put on my armour and remind myself to fight through,
Take a stand and march right ahead.
I don't know if I can put it across to you in words;
So, come, sit a while with me,
Let the silence communicate.
Feel my heavy heart and numb soul.
Feel me weak yet strong enough to go.
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