Spineless Crow

Streets, these visions

An origami city folding in

Construction, creation

We are architects and kings

Lifting street stones from their beds

To build these homes from memory

As we're tangled in our sleep

We were young together but I've grown ancient

Cracked and weathered and filled with regret

Waiting to sink, rushing to sink in my sleep

The realization sinks in through the skin

Like a disease, a blight inside of me

Missing your touch, your weight on my fingers

What was familiar becomes unfamiliar

Give me an anchor, a lifeline to hold

Bring me back to something I know for sure

We were young together but I've grown ancient

Cracked and weathered and filled with regret

Waiting to sink, rushing to sink in my sleep

Locked away, a dream-dweller pale from hiding with secrets

Deeper than daylight dares, daylight dares to seek

Come on out, emerge

Hands to our eyes, overexposed for all we are

We were young together but I've grown ancient

Cracked and weathered and filled with regret

Waiting to sink, rushing to sink in my sleep

Lay me down in a den of dreamers

Put me to rest on a bed of sleepers

Doubt is a plague

We'll never be safe here again

When all their eyes are tied to me

Just carry the conversation, please

We were young, sandcastle kings

Building empires, cities, and homes

Architects tangled up in our sleep

Wake up