On the 23rd of last month, a dangerous wind set in
Tried to hide ourselves in the books we read
But the shadow knocked and we let the shadow in...
You can write all you want about this life
Using diction as your weapon of choice
But your words won't survive without blood in your heart
And marrow in the bones that frame your spine
Now we're bleary eyed and confused
Tied to wires and tubes and screens
And the accolades that are sent down the hall.
The praises keep you awake
Goodbye to the light when the hideout came
The winds wouldn't stay away
But relent to the ghost and the weight that it held
When the shadow knocked and we let the shadow in
You can write all you want about this life
Using diction as your weapon of choice
But your words won't survive without blood in your heart
And marrow in the bones that frame your spine
You can write all you want about this life
Using diction as your weapon of choice
But your words won't survive without blood in your heart
And marrow in the bones that frame your spine