Scraping Air

Calmly, slowly
Breaking open
Spilling out

Wouldn't you scrape the air?
Wouldn't you think to care?
You'd think I'd learn by now
In dreams I'm finding out

Pretty soon I'll
Care enough to
File down

The memories that stick up like little pieces of hell
I'm doing well I swear I'm faking this new frown

Biting down until the rough
Shines crystalline with love
You'd think I'd learn by now
You won't be my way out

Calmly, slowly
Fairly partial
To the crowd

If you want to make me feel you'll have to mend my heart
With every move you make I split myself in two

Staring at the wall
I bottled and sold myself
So I'd have no one else to lose
A miracle displayed and
Scored on the fingers of a
Hand that can no longer move
And move
And move

I'm so tired
Oh, my favorite answer
To why it's so tough
For you I've bled
To why it's so tough
For you I've bled



Credits
Writer(s): Holden Frederick Moore Wilson
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