Run
I tell you,
beg of you,
run away from the things
that you know in your heart,
they will only destroy you.
This child
is the end I never wanted to see
and now they're beating me
down with my hands
securely tied.
Forever stretches across my mind
like spilled mother's milk,
like black ink that stains the skin
and I see the Greater Good
it's in the forest
and they are the trees.
When my mind comes back to me
I'll have all that is mine
and it will be all the ammunition I need
And I'll never come back around
to this dissipation, this wretched amnesia
their puppet just wound in its strings
I could never again sigh with the wind,
the push of fate on my back
gives me goose flesh and locked joints
I'll pave my own path
I'll let the sun burn the blanket
of clouds away
all the better if I'm on fire
when they find me dancing
in their blood
in the light
in the rain
and I'll be screaming
right along with her
with nothing to stop us,
nothing.
I tell you,
beg of you,
run away from the things
that you know in your heart,
they will only destroy you.
This child
is the end I never wanted to see
and now they're beating me
down with my hands
securely tied.
Forever stretches across my mind
like spilled mother's milk,
like black ink that stains the skin
and I see the Greater Good
it's in the forest
and they are the trees.
When my mind comes back to me
I'll have all that is mine
and it will be all the ammunition I need
And I'll never come back around
to this dissipation, this wretched amnesia
their puppet just wound in its strings
I could never again sigh with the wind,
the push of fate on my back
gives me goose flesh and locked joints
I'll pave my own path
I'll let the sun burn the blanket
of clouds away
all the better if I'm on fire
when they find me dancing
in their blood
in the light
in the rain
and I'll be screaming
right along with her
with nothing to stop us,
nothing.
Sad yet somehow celebratory. Maybe rename it to "More of Fire then Of Blood". Though thats already a song title....