i lie in twists
between the thorns of this
we’re dancing in echoes
pretending we’re in this
and i’m lying here
wondering if i’m astray or near
if we will ever be ever clear
we stand before lines
broken by divide
i’m dancing to a song
one you used to call in night
and i’m falling between our right
to stand in daylight
it seems so dark
and i say it in quotation marks
to be right here or to be right there
i lie distorted in a hotel
did you ever wonder how we got here?
i’m broken by a song
one i’ve heard too many times
we’re broken by rights
skipping on crimes
stuck before sometimes and one time
is broken too far
or are we awoken by rights of our wrongs
songs from a dark lit room
hues of you forever
filled the room
to stand before this