Merge

Don’t know now for sir ten it’s not love that holds the curtain, it surrounds you.
quicksands drain our time it’s through the grass it’s through the vine the nails are true.

Further than a word can bleed and deep beyond the eyes our cries are heard.
course you’re never lone my friends are in this thicket thin we brush the birds.

Foxtrot lingo left alt right a stem will want to fight it birthed a smile.
cup your hands and cradle rain wise ladle in the sky can see this side.

Savage human spirit shows the toughest with no tear, all dogs don’t lie.
words will cast a spell I’ll write  my tongue send me to hell I’ll wonder why.

In our morrows past we sometimes ponder if the worst is yet to come.
try not much to fear and know you’re even strangers light just like the sun.

Rhythmic like a lonely beach, you’re beauty past the lines, way more than words.
so fill the world with air we need your heart to know we care this magic merge.