No one's ever talked back to me like that
Wandering fields
Frozen feet
Moving mornings
Dew on the green
Lost in what we know
The only place to go
Watching flowers bloom
Hiding our fear
The moon shines through
Though not always clear
A petal withers
A wish dies
She saw the pain
But wouldn't cry
Dry like her eyes, yet
Burning inside
Flashing lights
Strained minds
I saw it unfold
With closed eyes
A mess that began
With a lie
Sweet bruises remind us
Of when
Nothing mattered
Even then
Even then
No one's ever talked back to me like that