The Wounded And Hopeless Lovers (Kintsugi )

The coffee stains were marks of pain in their favourite cups

The patterns painted faded cracks as the years rolled by

Of every tear that stole the sweetness from their dreams

Scars and memories of every year they cried alone

Tastes of a tragedy to all the lonely hearts in empty homes

They’re the wounded and hopeless lovers

With heavy hearts so full of ghosts only they can see

Forgotten words they hurled like stones that broke their fantasies

A hidden treasure like no other they discovered fixes broken dreams

A tender touch and words of gold weaved between the cracks & seams

Of broken hearts on lonely roads

Can heal wounded and hopeless lovers

Ain’t it funny how those old stale memories sting

when you’re sitting on your own

And you’re facing them alone

But When you’re sitting here with me

A warm coffee in our hands

And We’re sipping on our hopes laughs dreams

Then every crack gleams

And It’s hard to believe the deepest blue can made you sing

For every road that leads you on

There’s a road that brings you home

And when you’re sitting here with me

Warm coffee in our hands

And we’re sipping on your hopes laughs and dreams

Every crack gleams

And the coffee stains that marked their pain in our favourite cups

The patterned stains of faded cracks as years rolled by

Of every tear that stole the sweetness from our dreams

We healed with gold.

were healed with gold.

© Agnew Starling Rekab ℗Ek Tek Music (Ireland)