Subjective Video (MV)

If I said all I had to say
Would I be better off today
Than I was staying silent to myself
Oh I can't say what I want to
Those words pack right back up
Locked away with old fragments
And the lips that I sealed shut
Cause I know now
That your heart doesn't ache like mine
We were cut with the same cloth
But bound with different twine
And we could have had museums
And beautiful galleries
All I'm left with is old fading memories
I know now that you paint me
In a different palette than before
Our colors used to mix well
But they don't blend anymore
And we could have had museums
And beautiful galleries
All I'm left with is old fading memories
Like dull crayons and used pens
I'm old
New visions are sharp and bold
Who am I to judge your eye
In artistry
I know someday another artist
Will be inspired by me