We cannot truly break
If we were never whole
Nothing the innocence of angels
Or resolution of devils ever stole
As much as I try
I cannot measure out the days
We began our splitting
I thought if we ever broke
It would be an axe chopping
Straight through the trunk
Yet I did not notice when
Our roots
That had dug themselves
So deep in the soil
Began wilting
We are knowing strangers
Empty shadow
Bitter ghosts
Wandering around
The house bones of our past
Do you feel the winds here
Does it send shivers down
What you remember
To be a spine
I shouldn't of waited
Until the twelfth hour to pray
If I wrote all the words I could find
I would still be rendered speechless
And that is why
Your name is the only thing in my mouth