Don't mind the lyrics

Loving her, a past tense,

Loss of time and all sense.

Stuttering voice, all nonsense,

A cold feeling, foggy and dense.

Extravagant and gentle rhyme,

Turned to weird, in a nick of time.

No words to contour, a dreadful lie,

Fragments of pieces, soft and shy.

Nothing to say, nothing to write,

Too fragile to hold or smile.

Hymed in the dark, sang in daylight,

A story old and futile.