Send it over my body
And put new air in your chest.
I've filled my lungs with dirt
To remove the taste of flesh.
Cast the light above my body
New air, same breath.
I'll swallow the ground
Every day until there's nothing left.
"Wind never whispers, only screams
Press your hands against your ears
And be blinded by what you've asked to see."
No foundation.
No resolve.
A siren's song
Built higher walls.
"A beggar's knees are always raw
And there's no cure for that.
With iron pride and a tired mind
You're never coming back."