Story Teller

I stand in front of your old photograph
A sad story will end with a bit of light
I want to be your story teller
I know what to do if you let me
Respectfully I take it slow
Let’s talk about memories
Nothing is gonna break
We can not ever control truth
It’s real
Nothing is gonna change
We can not ever control death
It’s real
I stand in front of your grave in October
Asphalted street is wet with my lots of tears
I want to be your story teller
I know what to do if you let me
Respectfully I take it slow
Let’s talk about memories
Nothing is gonna break
We can not ever control truth
It’s real
Nothing is gonna change
We can not ever control death
It’s real
I stand if front of your old photograph
Respectfully I take it slow
Let’s talk about memories
Nothing is gonna break
We can not ever control truth
It’s real
Nothing is gonna change
We can not ever control death
It’s real
Cheers for your pride
Nothing is gonna break