Know Her Name

Emily, born on a bed of pine
Lost at sea, entangled in time
Their words dance around the truth
You can't scrub the filth off you
Emily, you're alive

She can't cross the street
Or as little as breathe
Without sharks circling their prey
She doubts every motive
Of any who ask her name

Busy bee, smother anxiety
Squint your eyes, blurring your memory
Tamping the trespass down
Struggle to exist now
Emily on fire

She can't cross the street
Or as little as breathe
Without sharks circling their prey
She doubts every motive
Of any who ask her name

Reality bruises and resonates
The mountains we hide
Both begin and end our fate

Emily, born on a bed of pine
Always asleep, but never closing her eyes



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Paul Kirol
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