torn
sullen brevity
shoes, tooth brush, number two pencil & lighter
fallen face down in a frown

pillars of gold to unfold
faces in the window
storms in the night
a barricade put between the laughter

a beat of the clock
to watch the grand tick tock
we can each discover new perspectives
we look out to peer in the distance

saturate are hearts with a love so true
we have bitten off more then we could chew
the thousands who don't have a home
a renegade who got it made

the glue that holds
a heart to unfold
one hand to hold a heart will mend
chase after the wind