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...