Gentle
Gentle
breathe it in
it's all for you:
The moss on the trees
the acid in your mouth
the choked air in a sun room.
We can share this together.
See here is the man missing.
the hero is missing.
We heard many great tales of his exploits:
The wife at home,
her endless tapestry
The fatherless son now
A quarter century old.
We can share his glories,
the glorious goods:
Waking up to blood
on bedsheets
without a sign of scratch
Here
Here
Come gentle now
forgotten son:
The sail is escaping from your grip
This ship is taking us nowhere
Change the gears.
A hero will come, he’ll come
He’ll come
He’ll come
(The hero has left the room)
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 1:20 AM UTC
Gentle
Gentle
breathe it in
it's all for you:
The moss on the trees
the acid in your mouth
the choked air in a sun room.
We can share this together.
See here is the man missing.
the hero is missing.
We heard many great tales of his exploits:
The wife at home,
her endless tapestry
The fatherless son now
A quarter century old.
We can share his glories,
the glorious goods:
Waking up to blood
on bedsheets
without a sign of scratch
Here
Here
Come gentle now
forgotten son:
The sail is escaping from your grip
This ship is taking us nowhere
Change the gears.
A hero will come, he’ll come
He’ll come
He’ll come
(The hero has left the room)
