coming down with it
without it
again

brimming with a sigh
barrelling towards the skyline
the twisted dance
lying in the wake
of an attempt to break your spell

the heavy void
between the lines you drew
this is all the game

swallowed and bloomed
well versed and welled up
to a backward finale

can't read a mile of lines in the sand
won't linger as long as the last

no lessons learned
simply desperate for time
i can't read the blue that i want

untie the knot
of the reigns that i threw
they're yours
and they were from the start