Maybe it's time The captain goes to. Maybe it's wrong But I still want to ask you. I know it's been long But now it hurts like a loose Cheap shirt That's patiently grinding away At the skin and flesh That I call home that I call My own.
It would be justified if the assaults Came In waves Of gratitude and respect and all the Pillars of hope and love that we Stand on High Unexalted and unimpressed With the thoughts that dwell deep Within. They don't. And the presiding rune says "Maybe give up".
**** that it's time To fight. Fight yellow tooth and Chipped glossy nail For what's yours. Fight with threads pulled tight By the wind Flying high into the blue but beyond That into the place Where you can be exalted.