Tonight I made up my mind
I'm not going to write myself into that story line
Where everything is dire
Where everything good's already died
Already died
Pine cones & dry bones
The math of past defeats
You don't call to me
Never called to me
Shy truth & dyed roots
Hide between sheets
It never dawned on me
That dawn would dawn on me
Blood runs hot thru bloodshot eyes
Momentarily paralyzed
But on a long enough timeline
We survive
At night
Behind glow burned eyes
Lies a hive
That breathe kerosine for fire
They combat hope
Masquerading as pride
But the fear bleeds hollow
I see no need to compromise
No compromise
Pine cones & dry bones
The math of past defeats
You don't call to me
Shy truth & dyed roots
Hide beneath the sheets
You don't call to me
Blood runs hot thru bloodshot eyes
Momentarily paralyzed
But on a long enough timeline
We survive