Farewell to the taste of our youth!
Fertile feelings die away
With bombs dropped by diving planes!
First flew you overseas,
Now governing your pleas.
Tearing out the pages
Won't get you anything.
I walked into a grave
To ask my friend a question,
"How should I speak your name?
Now that all the dust is settled,
Who have I left to blame?"
"Switching out the canvas
Won't fix a crooked frame!"
I swear I saw you in the ocean,
Another arms length away from my reach.
Blossoms wilt, and colors fade.
Aching bones wither away.
Carried back to early graves.
We're afraid to speak your name.
Peering through the leaves,
Are you safe in there?
Selfishness lingers in promises made;
Rivers run dry, and all things stay the same!
Peering through the leaves,
Change is all you need!
All here is broken, and turned into dust!
I'll give you my heart, but I can't give you trust.
