sacrament & salt

Get away
You’ve been working so hard
Get straight
On you own accord
Take a deep breath
That’s whats breathing for

Yea dig deep,
There’s always more
Dig deep
Six foot below the floor
they said
what comes around
Around
Will come around again…
Around again, I look for my friend
we said, “until the end!”
We were playing pretend
Not knowing, the end meant
Next weekend

Six feet,
Tall,
Six feet,
I recall,
That’s how many it took
To build thee
Concrete….
Standing,
Hiding in the open street
It crumbles, it breaks.
It lies about all the weight
It can take.

So infinite I’ll dive,
Because infinite we swore,
And infinite I’ll cry
Infinitely labored.
Of despair, what a crime
to claim it as mine.
To self indulge,
how selfish, greedy,
how grime,
to miss you so
and want you
to again be

just mine.

You had to know.
Its enchanted,
Right?
What’s said,
“how romantic,”
in spite,
to need the one who took you for granted …
to fight
To be right
Or happy.

I wanted the matter
It never mattered.
Let’s be honest,
my chaos is chronic,
It is not you who caused it.
It was the fit.
Tight
And snug
Ready to rip.

Heart beating red,
RED,
RED.
Disbelief (in bed)
Because you said!

Get away
You’ve been working so hard
Get straight
Ok you own accord
Take a deep breath
That’s whats breathing for

Yea dig deep,
There’s always more
Dig deep
Six foot below the floor
They said
what comes around
around
Will come around again…
Around again, I look for my friend
we said, “until the end!”
We were playing pretend
Not knowing, the end meant
Next weekend