Testo Nothing Left to Say

His weathered calloused fingers
Strum another clumsy chord
For years of dedication
This was his reward
The notes are coming faster
And the tears have followed suit
After years of speculation
And single-sided pursuit Her car is in the driveway
She's packing up her things
A pair of sleeping children
And a pair of golden rings
13 years meant nothing
As she simply walks away
Volumes of excuses
And nothing left to say