Wordsmith lyrics

Two words that can never be yet

Truly expressed from the heart

Sorrow of grievious consolation

And joy of heart felt gratitude

For each spirit plies its way

Into the existence of others

Beloved or beguiled it is so

Renewed in humanity's claims

So the voices of time sing

A psalm of existence hoped

That finds a chorus shared

By the spirits mortal bound

The crown jewels of humanity

Lie unguarded in plain view

Carried by a commmon man

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