Hearthstone
I've got no place in the moment any more
While my hearts disharmonies rise and tour
I'm blistered, blinded, and sore from the stories
Weakened by worries
And tired of tall tales
Though at times I've admired the work of a liar
You didn't conspire to expire so soon
We, like ships passing in the night, open fire
Hearthstone desires
Pictures on the mantel a constant reminder
Every inch the son of all you survey
The boldest
Yeah, I'm at peace on the surface
Some days I'll walk for miles
Just to feel a sense of purpose
And it's worthless
I used to envy your confidence
Now I'd give anything to bestow upon you my cowardice
A slight rippling of the muscles in the wrist of fate
Another meaningless distraction
On the road to the grave
I remember you a little bit worse each day
And I pray, and I pray to no god
But I want you to hear my voice and my thoughts
As I walk and I run and I age
I see teens nowadays that seem like children to me
Well you seemed like a behemoth back then
A god amongst men, the gravity that bound me together
Like binary stars in fast cars our parents bought us
And thought us thoughtless
As we speed into the night
Expand into nothing
On a silent, endless careening into the gaps between your words
You had a stutter
Our brains wired differently to one another
One foot in the gutter
Left hand on underside of a tightly woven fabric around your throat
The cold, the silence, it grows and divides us
This humid sphere slows and provides us with fleeting warmth
As we you left behind rape and pillage every moment
Extracting meaning from every smile
Every denial
Every slow and silent footstep away
Every shrugged off statement of affection
Every passing glance in our direction
Every missed call
Every early start and disjointed conversation
Every single time you expressed any desire to be anywhere but here
We will never know what happened in that room
We will never know what became of you
While my hearts disharmonies rise and tour
I'm blistered, blinded, and sore from the stories
Weakened by worries
And tired of tall tales
Though at times I've admired the work of a liar
You didn't conspire to expire so soon
We, like ships passing in the night, open fire
Hearthstone desires
Pictures on the mantel a constant reminder
Every inch the son of all you survey
The boldest
Yeah, I'm at peace on the surface
Some days I'll walk for miles
Just to feel a sense of purpose
And it's worthless
I used to envy your confidence
Now I'd give anything to bestow upon you my cowardice
A slight rippling of the muscles in the wrist of fate
Another meaningless distraction
On the road to the grave
I remember you a little bit worse each day
And I pray, and I pray to no god
But I want you to hear my voice and my thoughts
As I walk and I run and I age
I see teens nowadays that seem like children to me
Well you seemed like a behemoth back then
A god amongst men, the gravity that bound me together
Like binary stars in fast cars our parents bought us
And thought us thoughtless
As we speed into the night
Expand into nothing
On a silent, endless careening into the gaps between your words
You had a stutter
Our brains wired differently to one another
One foot in the gutter
Left hand on underside of a tightly woven fabric around your throat
The cold, the silence, it grows and divides us
This humid sphere slows and provides us with fleeting warmth
As we you left behind rape and pillage every moment
Extracting meaning from every smile
Every denial
Every slow and silent footstep away
Every shrugged off statement of affection
Every passing glance in our direction
Every missed call
Every early start and disjointed conversation
Every single time you expressed any desire to be anywhere but here
We will never know what happened in that room
We will never know what became of you
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Writer(s): Aidan Whitaker
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