Bed Sores

Our bodies ache from years of watching

And now we're caught in a swarm

of dead things and places torn

Worn and exposed to sickness

You should have done more

We could’ve done everything and more

Done nothing

We could’ve done everything and more

Done nothing

We could have done more

A portrait of you came into my room

She tells me what to do

Tells me to think of a time

Before my old corroded blood wasn’t yet drawn

And they hadn’t sworn that you were gone

As quick as the dusk reaches the dawn

The memories crawl away

Thought I heard her say

Am I losing you?

I swear that I was there against the wind

facing the sun

Am I Losing you?

Or maybe you weren't here

Or you were here

Or maybe she was you

Gone are the times when we were young and brave and free

And we were able to breathe a righteous air

and dance with the trees

Without you there is nothing here for me

Without you there is nothing here for me

Run and hide from the

Run and hide from the swarm

of dead things and places torn

Worn and exposed to sickness

We could have done more

Like pray that god has gone to reset the sun

Burns like sand on our feet

That we haven't felt or seen

Regurgitate the days we wasted away

Like cockroaches and clock motors

they all look so similar

Please don't leave me here in my cracked leather chair

My cracked leathered skin

My broken aching body

Don't leave me alone in my aching body

Am I losing you?

I swear that I was there against the wind facing the dark

Am I losing you?

Or maybe you weren't here

Or you were here

Or maybe she was you

Gone are the times when we were young and brave and free

And we were able to breathe a righteous air

And dance with the trees

Without you there is nothing here for me

Without you there is nothing here for me

Falling into the

Falling into the swarm

The dead things are me, are you