we left it here
a slab of marble disappeared under our feet
when the sun is down the rocks keep there heat
i wish we could stand
on the same earth
or breathe the same air
its all our connection allows
why should we try
to cross the great divide
its black and white
cutting up the sky
these bleeding lines
hyphenated but not so drawn
why cant you bleed
the silent dusk to dawn
lost in the wood
on an island i wish we understood
its where we belong
safe with trees covered in moss
leaving the bay
in the golden light of ending day
the darkness behind
and your face is smiling let it shine
i wont forget
the world you wanted us to know
the child and the storybook
but the words the photographs dont show
we try to sympathize
the reflection of light is blinding eyes
and heres why we live
and i hope its what happens when we die
your freedom comes with a price
the cost of taking your own advice
dont try to run from your choice
the years will take away your voice