Washed Out

Ink flows steadily off the page onto the ground
Watch it pool as the rain comes down
Tell me everything that washed out
Like an animal you race your selfish doubt
In your palms, hold that poison proud
Youthful daydreams, you could hold
Draw your blind and see

The sea swells
The birds tell me
Our leaves fell
The sheep can't be
Counted in the fallen snow
All the frozen parts
Of you let me know
There's a world out there
But we don't want to go
Some prideful trophies of
A life half lost
Just broken bones on the shelf
Letting it go
Calling my phone
Can we climb that mountain you've become?
That mountain you've become

Don't come and find me when you climb down
Don't come find me



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Bowser
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