You crushed its feathers in your palm

What used to bend the light to once a brilliant green

(the way it was would disappear)

Lay lifeless there, pale and hollow

To preserve it, you would learn to be more careful

And so delicately one by one

Though it could no longer fly

(although it didn't disappear)

It paid for its beauty backwards

And we never tried to stop it

There was a prayer song sung

Echoed from beneath us

And back again

Moments that felt meaningless

I guеss every time thеy hid some closet culture

Now then if it comes again

Can we recognize its structure when it happens?

See, we can go back now if you want

Can we, back to when we were okay?

There's a house set over the lake

The lights are never on

Just promise not to go there

Promise not to go there

Tried to stop it, the winds that swept us over

Stop it, the measurements of what it cost

For although we've grown

There's a permanence in what we've lost

We could never stop it

Bleed the muscle, clean and grind its bones

We no longer found its damages with no feature

(can we stop here for the night)

With no purpose

(can we please go back tonight)

With no honesty

No

We've more to go

We're almost

Almost

Home