Did you ever really think that you Could erase the red that stains the page? In the moment you seize their doubt, Of the truth lost in drought Did you ever wish for them, A better end than you had lent?
Who cares to save daylight, When the night comes reaping And what grows when the deeds are sown?
You should have known.
Did you ever see and end or, Was your life an endless loop? Where your pain circles ‘round And there’s no moment nor a sound. Do you remember when the lies started, Did they hide like a clown’s painted face? Circumference of a circle closing in on your surface circus.
“Should have” “Could be” No more, no where.
Breathe in, breathe out Your sick has grown Now find your cure.
In the last breath of air As your world’s crumbling down Would you give up this last night - To free the love of your life?
You should have known.
When the night comes reaping What grows in the deeds you’ve sown?
Meant to be disorienting, think of it as a schizophrenic ‘s conscience trying to reach them