In all the books
You have never read
The band stopped playing
Looked up in the middle of a set
That boy has it
What every it is
He has it in spades
The singers words echo
In books we don't read
There is a story
The drums beat in this heart
And a boy grows to a man
There will be a time
When you can't hurt him
With what you say and what you do
There will a time
When you won't effect him
He will look past you
Indifferent recognition
The band plays their heavy melody
His voice echoes on trees
His voice echoes in the leaves
All that was said
In all the books
You have never read
There is a story
About a boy who becomes a man
You can't hurt him any more
With what you do and what you say
He will stare through you
Indifference recognition
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