With your little voice you spoke from memory With your little hands you colored such straight linesĪttempts to hem the tangled chaos of the time we survived Look how they sparkle, all glued together These are my diamonds, my silver and goldĪll glued together, with love and glitterĪll put together, the bigger picture shines I’ve paid in blood and I’ve paid with my soul It comes from words that shouldn’t be spoken Whispers a story when you’re up close to hear I can show you all of the places I am broken I want this life, and I want you by my side The wind propels us, tears make the pavement slickĪnd there is always this unbelievable sunsetĪt the end of all this, will we know why?Īt the end of everything, will it matter if we got any of it right? Would you go with me on a reckless journey?ĭown this highway, we don’t know where it leads I’ve never been so sure of what was right I’ve never been so scared in my whole life What if there’s no such thing as arriving? Tears might dry up in the time it takes for you to drive over the state line Roaming the streets I love, a heartbroken ghostīut there’s this open door, a dream we can’t ignoreĪdventure doesn’t wait, you just have to go The city recedes, along with a part of me Gaining a mountain in trade for the ocean Tears tumble from my eyes and fall on cheeks turned up in a smile We clearly heard our names carried on the wind over the sound The truck pulls away from the life we madeĪnd with it all the roots out from the ground
These are the things taking my breath away:Īnd in my throat, a brick of curses and tearsĬan I just sit here for a while, and let the silence take my mind Tell me: how is it possible that you’re not here to see? The fields out my window are impossibly greenĪnd my eyes in deep blue rapture of this eternal canopy The sadness flowed and covered every acreĪnd in the waking, I heard a voice say your name The levees broke when you spoke like a stranger The soil is rich because for you I’ve cried Your boots will sink, but feel the grass is high My heart’s a field, come walk it, you’re invited You mix water with the dirt, you grow shoots, you make mudįrom the same patch of earth springs flowers and the flood So we arm our hearts with joy to resist it They’ll choke if we transform the atmosphere We wear steadfast smiles of subversive graceĪnd we celebrate because we own this place Not when the fight depends on every one of us
What edifice would the bastards tear down next?
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