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Ask Me Why

Made of stone like you want me to be
Tell me who I tried to be yesterday
Set me in silence and finally set me free
Can’t decide how I want to say

You mold me from madness and flicker with fate
Freedom screams like a wind at my door
Cut me into kindness, your shadow’s too late
I can’t hide in foxholes anymore

Toss your heart out, make starbursts into sense
Spill into cracks to pull out dappled light
Two different ways to tear down the fence
not too long, I’m a lightning bolt in the night

So pull me from corners and run till you’re dry
Rescue the answers you know I won’t give
Breath’s overrated but I still need the sky
Even things underground need to live




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