The Wandering

Kate’s a little restless
As she wipes her brow and
For a second
She hesitates to move
It’s all to soon

I look inside
And feign suspicion
Logic hand in hand with
Reason swoons beneath the
Truth (takes a beating)

Open up from under me
Sing to me (a remedy)

Why can’t i
Sever the ties
With the unforgiving sky
The past of all my lies
Vestiges of smoke
Cloud my view of hope
Six feet of concrete
Right beneath my feet
And i am lost again

Kate’s a little hopeless
As she looks at me and
For a second
She hesitates to move
It’s all too soon

Beneath her fa