No Wings To Speak Of

April Left With Silence

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Poison The Well - Slice Paper Wrists

With Thorns of Glass and Petals of Grief

Under the Weight of a Blackened Sky

Eyes in the Fog

Lyrics 


Radiator hums in a midnight flat,
cup gone cold and the screen is black.
Four bare walls and a buzzing light,
I count the seconds just to prove I’m alive.


If silence is a snowfall in my chest,
I’ll breathe a path through the drift, step by step.


No where to go, no one to call,
but I won’t let go when the ceilings fall.
I’ll hold this breath till the night lets go—
no where to go, but I still go.


Empty inbox like an empty street,
voices in the hallway never speak.
Small talk ghosts in the grocery line,
I fake a smile just to buy some time.


My name is just a whisper to the room—
I say it back so it won’t be consumed.


No where to go, no one to call,
but I won’t let go when the ceilings fall.
I’ll hold this breath till the night lets go—
no where to go, but I still go.


Count to four, feel your feet, let the air come clean.
Open the door, let the hallway breathe.
If the weight comes back like a winter storm,
take my hand in the dark—we weather it warm.


Hold on! Don’t let go!
Head up! Ride the low!


No where to go, but I won’t fold—
there’s a turn ahead that I can’t see yet.
If there’s a dawn behind this road,
light me a spark—I’ll follow it.


Till morning taps the window frame.

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