Sands
Blue satchels and bicycles
Notebooks that detectives filled
Disintegrate, holding no more weight
Gummi bears with bloody knees
Climbing rope ladders into trees
But you fell away, as the knots frayed
Too little too late, we slammed shut the gate
Sealing our fates, your body it wastes
There's no way home, crows have swallowed every crumb we laid
Down the one route back to that old worn track
Where we used to play, our feet tread different trails
When these paths collide, at the intersection of infinity
I'll take your hand, we'll reclaim our motherland
And begin anew
In a house of many rooms
Some are theatres, others tombs
Smoke demons bred, beneath your bed
Wedges forged by sharpened tongues
Hammered in with fervent lungs
Stretch bonds apart, uncoupling hearts
We cannot relate, peace is in stalemate
Oppressed by the weight, your brain creates
There's no way home, crows have swallowed every crumb we laid
Down the one route back to that old worn track
Where we used to play, our feet tread different trails
When these paths collide, at the intersection of infinity
I'll take your hand, we'll reclaim our motherland
And begin anew, that's if you want me to
High-wire athlete, your feet may be fleet
But every time my phone bleats, I'm sure that you've hit the street
There's no way home, crows have swallowed every crumb we laid
Down the one route back to that old worn track
Where we used to play, our feet tread different trails
When these paths collide, at the intersection of infinity
I'll take your hand, we'll reclaim our motherland
And begin anew, that's if you want me to
Autor(es): New Academics