Seawall

I have no reason not to trust you

But my past informs who i am

Walking the seawall with my knees bruised

I am a product of the land

And it's men

And it’s men

And it’s men

Keep sight of how to exit each room

Pick flight over fight any day

Marry the idea of single

So much it hurts

So much it hurts to relate

To its men

To its men

To its men

You took back the fire

Held on to the flame

So long you put yourself out

Hide under the blanket

Hand out all the blame

So long you let yourself down

I have no reason not to love you

But my past informs who i am

Walking the seawall with my knees bruised

I am a product of the land