I pulled apart the braid

Of the life we made

And as the braid came unfurled

I found pain inside the curls

We wove in the end

From the beginning

We just didn’t see it coming

The same roots. The same strand. The beginning woven into the end

The same roots. The same strand. The beginning woven into the end

Ooh don’t let it break you baby

I won’t let it break me, too

If it’s alive it’s beautiful

Beautiful and doomed

From the roots down to the strand, the braid, the braid, the beginning and end

The beginning woven into the end, from the roots down to the split ends