Press all your noise into my silence The quiet in quitting can be so vibrant Bright hues of the abused Paint the sky within the lines of lies they've used To confuse both you and your muse I never tried to love you I did try not to Can't avoid the noise when I agreed to cover it Why am I begging God for you When we did what we wanted to do outside of his covenant I would be remiss if I didn't tell you how much you're missed Not sure why I thought you were Heaven sent Since I can't tell you where Heaven is Maybe it's just a mile away A Smile, a way A missed phone call, drunk dial away We are the generation that doesn't pray We are soldiers at war who never stay In battle long enough to win Enemy used to be opposite of friend Some how now synonymous to them Where do I begin To tell the start of the end No mending just bending our minds into helix chains Pretending not to feel the pain You pressed your forehead into mine once Told God to release the divine wants of our souls My mind wants to be whole but knows just how much of it your memory holds We should have resisted the rush Slowed down and learned the sound of touch The music in us So when they came to point the blame We'd know the difference between advice and game Yet here we are in a place where we may never be the same Easier to delete a selfie then to pull a picture from a frame or file a motion to retain a last name I read an old couples opinion on why love doesn't work anymore They said we replace where they would've fix things but how do you fix anything at war Isn't it about survival and making it thru Picture your opponent dying to sustain you Mirror stained truths There is a war on love darling and we are proof...