Put the slogan up next to scripture
Hang their symbols in front of god...

I will never walk like you
I don’t need any forgiveness...

Two souls inside a picture frame
Nothing changes, always stays the same...

Her days have been many
But somehow short...

There’s dead men in the reservoir
In the water that we drink...

The air in here is strange
I’ll admit I am afraid...

The father still loves me
And he loves you too...

Your spectre keeps me sleepless
Smiling wide into the darkness...

O’er the garden wall
Too nimble to fall...

The king that’s bound upon the throne
Won’t be getting beauty sleep...

Tears of laughter in the dying light
The good all hanging from a great height...

Let’s talk about trauma
Where to begin...