She's looking down
She's looking down now.
With clean red hunger
She exhales wisdom
To find our sanity
In empty playgrounds;
Beyond our hands
Are filthy little thoughts.
That we hope can pass;
Right through our limbs.
It stains our shoes
With grass and
And expectations,
Yet.
She's looking down
She's looking down, again
As she tells us
How to fade away
And forget a simple ****
That made us both
Wild and empty.