Jun 2014
clank
I've come to a point where I'm tired of destroying parts of myself
clank
Through the days and nights, with the same worn out weapons
clank
Leveling acres or quietly chipping away
I see the damage, I wander amongst the ruins searching for the centerpiece I created all that I am around
But it wasn't a static object
And as the dust settles, somewhere, so does she
clank
I've come to a point where I'm tired of destroying parts of myself
clank
Through the days and nights, with the same worn out weapons
clank
Leveling acres or quietly chipping away
I see the damage, I wander amongst the ruins searching for the centerpiece I created all that I am around
But it wasn't a static object
And as the dust settles, somewhere, so does she
clank
