Lions to Sheep

blankets then were new in a room where we fit two- the wallpaper would shake my thoughts and burn them to my mind
in the sunlight we would leave to a family through the trees as unknownst to us the city can fall just like the leaves
a picture so unclear but the brush strokes I hold dear, the evidence is painted in a place i seemed to lose
something's in the streams and the water makes you leave, and the neighborhood will pick itself back up from where it fell

streets were always clear- the poison held you near to heaven or to somewhere that you'd go when you were free
never heard the sound after you entered ground the silence hurts my ears but i numb or i am null
your picture on a page, with a dash between two dates, and script that tries to narrate everything you ever loved
the rivers ran unclean with something gone unseen, it ate apart the insides like a lion to a sheep

god i want to go
take me where you take them so i know
we're sitting ducks once standing on our own
god I said I hate you but I don't

you wore pink and stood there
your eyes just rolled to nowhere
and everything from inside
decides to haunt the outside
but you liked green and slept there
your soul just left to nowhere
and all thats on the inside
will later kill the outside

patiently awaits for time now to engage, seconds left til no one can recall that distant name
fill the airwaves with the verse to calm your shaking nerves, and use the words they taught when you were young and knew the truth
the nights now they're awake, take them to escape, they don't want their blood- just a ghost now to remain
the rivers ran unclean with something went unseen, it ate apart the insides like a lion to a sheep