Aura

Barely printed on the dot
She wondered why the record stopped
Flipping through the pages of a child's eulogy

Surfacing beneath malaise
A game of cards went on for days
Escalated fog disease
They've fallen to their knees

Wait your turn, there's something still inside
Out of thousands gathered asking how and why
Caught and tamed, the unexplained
Formed a semblance of their normalcy
And took it to their graves

Watch, perhaps forgotten
A girl preserved throughout the years
Repainted in the prism past
We're holding hands at long last

Fortified by age-old condolences
Drawings of the northern lights
God, give us clearer skies
Open-eyed, entangled in promises
Furthering the questions asked
Hands tied behind our backs
Bared fangs behind a mask

Set reminders, sworn to pray
She swallowed whole another day
Taking in the world at play
It's brighter than the sun

Reprimands sit in the brew
Behind the show, a better view
Aggravated fog disease
Collapsing to their knees

Wait your turn, there's something still inside
Out of thousands gathered asking how and why
Who's to blame? Is it mundane?
Maybe tangible by needlework
They're desperate for a name
Burned
A language unlearned
The arbitrary colors of a variegated disarray

Fortified by age-old condolences
Drawings of the northern lights
God, give us clearer skies
Open-eyed, entangled in promises
Furthering the questions asked
Hands tied behind our backs
Bared fangs behind a mask

Tell me when the fog will subside
Please, tell me when the fog will subside

Poorly held together condolences
Drowning out the northern lights
Pay more for old advice
Open-eyed, entangled in promises
Buried under dying homes
Hands tied in golden thorns

I'm defined by guesswork analogies
Documenting daily life
Tell me, I'll be alright
Open-eyed, entangled in absentees
Stories of a child's past, autopsied broken glass
My aura shines at last
Oh-oh