A pluck of a string, the sound of a horn. Yes a melody begging for forgiveness.
A soft whisper of a dream, a blink of reality.A song of a sinner, like a candle flicker
Unstable in life, and in love. Yet so strong in will, and in forgiveness. Yes the sin is small, but it haunts you.
A cloud that follows you. everyone can see it but most ignore it.
The pluck of the string, the sound of a horn. A song of a sinner. A sinner of a song.