I hide behind cardboard ceilings
walls and feelings
searing idols collide
find
ask me why
they trust the words we throw
I feel the wood and leaves at my hands and feet
and they are real to me
got the best
and found he who lies
and cover in a soapbox mound
where the standing shout
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 12:54 AM UTC
I hide behind cardboard ceilings
walls and feelings
searing idols collide
find
ask me why
they trust the words we throw
I feel the wood and leaves at my hands and feet
and they are real to me
got the best
and found he who lies
and cover in a soapbox mound
where the standing shout
