The records cold.
Been skipping on and off.
Till you restitute.
Been haunted now.
Since horses moved your soul.
To a Valkyrie.
And I wish that I fixed this.
Before you closed that door.
The screaming and the shouting.
And the warnings I’ve ignored.
But see if i am happy.
If you ask I would be fine.
But no one said it’s easy.
Not even, her.
I’ve crossed the field.
The machinery of the earth.
Is what’s left of you.
Your torn and scarred.
I give you what you love,
and hope for apathy.
And I wish that I fixed this,
before you closed that door.
The screaming and the shouting,
and the warnings I’ve ignored
But see if i am happy.
If you ask I would be fine.
But no one said it’s easy.
Not even, when you lie.
So ask me if I can fix this.
All the warnings they’ve ignored.
To see you shining brightly.
Upon the distant shore.
I see you up and close now,
eith a look that could kill them all,
you ask me if it was worth it,
It is.
