Don't stay awake for the promise of repair
Your branches lie still like the broken verses you used to sing
Softly, too softly
Your whispers lined with thorns
Scraping across the delicate white of fearful eyes
As you stare into the distant grey
Those two words always seem to be the worst
Your hands release and fall into uncertainty
We were listening
Haunted by the endless change and it made my lungs hesitate
My eyes white like the broken verses you used to sing
Harmonised like the broken verses you used to sing
And it's not going to change
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