Look at me and tell me that I’m not here anymore
That time passed and healed every wound
Talk to me from your insides!
Where did your feelings hide?
This life is a game. So what if you don’t play?
You get sick carrying rocks in your back
Not to mention the heart.
Save yourself, for the love of God!
Scramble and be quick to shout and run.
Scramble and dig to the bone, love. Bone.
Otherwise you won’t dance to my voice telling you that your eyes don’t lie
That this is me breaking just by looking at you, eyes closing as memories die
Until we turn into dust where there used to be flesh and bone.
Scramble, love. Flesh. Bone.