I consider the ink i’ve spent What it’s meant

Who it’s for

And then i wonder

Ball you’re under Maybe a different color

And does the pen you hold give you pause?

Give you cause?

Or is it enough to say it does for the sake of both of us?

And when we stand and raise our voice in all due respect And scream the vows that shake the ground

Will you return with fire that makes our hair stand on end? And weld us to the ground?

I will

The vain that i’m chasing, i found you my friend Yet i wonder, well uncovered

The same you’re hiding under?

And does the power you hold give you pause? Give you cause?

Or is it enough to say it does for the sake of both of us?

And when we scream and fall to pieces

Beneath the vows that shake the ground

Will you return with fire that makes us stand up again? And weld us to the ground?

I will