Often when the night is long
and hope is wearing thin
when the veils between us fall
and love is but a sin
I reach down into the dark
unsure what is there
hold onto the mystery
to push away the fear
Find a wall between us built
of words misunderstood
hidden in the truth we told
out wandering the woods
Someone else’s problems uttered
someone else’s hell
everyone goes home at night
with nothing left to sell
All redemption and salvation
lies exempt from words
trapped within a gilded cage
no longer sings the bird.. now isn’t that absurd?
Lions Mane 