We are bleeding in the eyes of our country
A mockery of justice is spread out like sand in the desert
Combed for their treasures
I made you a nest out of an old necklace
And bribed the guards of your eyes
To surprise you with your own face's resemblance
This gaze is only a phase of remembrance
As a vase is only a vice we cannot name
The victorious space remains conspicuous
As I yearn for more than I’ve learned to make do with
We display no kindness or failure to smile
For a blemish is no mere replacement for virtue
Upon dismantled mansions I have come to know you
Upon the shores of impermanence we danced a million failures
While I played games to remind myself that I was a fool
Only our abused lovers can ever claim to know the truth