Brother Kite Never In Years
the day breaks upon the faith
that i might cast away
into the void once filled
with all that could kill you and let you down
but oh how words, only made to be forgotten,
never in years
will die
i can't pretend that anything said wasn't rude to me
and so i know i have no one to blame when it comes to lay
but how to explain the danger in holding you so high
when i finally feel alive
all that asks remains because i keep treading over ground
there is nothing more to do when there's nothing more to
think about
but when ways, made for you, to be forgotten,
never in years
will lie
