Roaming through shambles

Hand in hand

Our fingernails digging into palm

To indicate our first first reaction

Soaked my shoulder with your eyes

I run through my head

Without caution to find the words

To get you to stop

Sobbing I utter the phrases

Of what we will build back up



Won't make the same mistakes again

We will talk

Won't pull away when

One wants to show affection



Soaked your shoulder with my eyes

Overwhelmed by emotion

Overwhelmed with the feeling

That everything will be ok

Overwhelmed everyone will be

Take these new songs of youth

Because you are aware

Write new songs for youth

Because they rot inside. 



It just showed up

Bags in hand, bags in hand.

It gives me chills

How easy I thought it would be.

So I let it in

Bags in hand, bags in hand...