Just trying to figure out myself
Thought we'd throw the keys away Smile innocently, Thought we'd share a glimpse of the moon Outside my corridor Alas I forgot so soon That breath was the lord's. I became as pale as you were When your lungs were weary and worn Lost like the hope that came first Dreadful like an evening without trust Out there it was cold and you shivered Your sheets didn't save you You tongue was filled with prayers unfiltered And you wondered what you did to deserve this. Oh I thought we'd hold hands as we walk past the sellers We'd smile and learn how to step dance I am not awaken anymore than I am dead I realise the stories weren't tales while I was here But she said it anyways "when I die bury the flower too".