Listen, I'm weary

Look at the one little tear on my chick,
my sheet of the past is turning blue.
The colours are fading out,
memories of the past.

Play it for me for the last time,
take the sorrow from my heart.
Take the memories without love and carry them far away,
I suffer from their sadness.

Can't you feel the aggrieved silence when I don't speak?
Listen, I'm weary.
Can't you see tears on my chicks?
Listen, I am weary.

Feelings take control,
and I can't do a thing.
I'm losing it all,
and then it's everything.

I'm trying to understand,
but I simply can't.
So be the one to stand,
and try to make it right.

Can't you feel the aggrieved silence when I don't speak?
Listen, I'm weary.
Can't you see tears on my chicks?
Listen, I am weary.

Can't you feel the aggrieved silence when I don't speak?
Listen, I'm weary.
Can't you see tears on my chicks?
Listen, I am weary.