11th hour

November 13, 2017

In the 11th hour,
I won’t be brought down like this…
I’ll shoot and miss.
They’ll bandage themselves.
As I sleep in my cell,
Thinking of what else to do.
This is not my time...
I’ll die dumb and blind.
Sewing and stitching,
Finding what’s missing,
Behind my eyes.

I’ll sail the seas with you,
And I’ll make due.
Because I’m not going out a thief,
Of innocence.

I’ll charge the storm-
with my heart on my sleeve,
because I won’t die a thief.

They shed their iron tears,
As I’m living out my fears.
Write a new beginning,
To a story never told,
Within my heart,
I'm falling apart .
If only, if only, I saw you.

The Earth it shakes...
As your heart breaks.
That pretty face,
Is all worn out.
I’m sorry...I’m sorry,
For all the doubt.
But I’ll sail the seas,
Anyhow…

They’ll bandage themselves,
As I sleep in my cell.
Thinking of what else to do.
This is not my time.
I’ll die dumb and blind.
Sewing and stitching,
Finding what’s missing.
Behind my eyes.

I’ll sail the seas with you,
And I’ll make due.
Because I’m not going out a thief.
Of innocence.

I’ll charge the storm-
with my heart on my sleeve
because I won’t die a thief…
I’m not made to bleed.






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