Junius At The Age Of Decay
(Ending even though?)
the life we live
lays out on a grid
point out peaks and curves
down we spin.
As I look upon my future self
I see it kind of held
the parts I tried to save
all the ones I sung.
As I age I see it done right
in all our hopes and sacrifice
With one last gasp and amazing grace
the breath it took is a breath I
hang on.
With open eyes
we fly and try to save lives
we didn't want
to harm.
With every new strike
I forgive my past.
With open eyes
we fly and try to save lives
we didn't want
to harm.
(Ending even though?)
the life we live
lays out on a grid
point out peaks and curves
down we spin.
My life is something I can hide
waiting for the right words.
