Going to tell me that?
After I told you that?
You're going to write me a letter?
I thought you were brave
I thought you'd ride in on a white horse
as big as two kingdoms coming
with a blade that upright would tower above us all
blocking out the sun
You handed me over
What does my heart tell me?
It must be a lot
I can't hear a single word
my heart says
It must be a lot
Just the roar...
of blood swishing
Blocking out the individual beats
and stresses of advice
If you simmer fidelity like a stew
of too tough meat
what you get is a stringy
tasteless dish that leaves you wanting
not more but something better
What does my heart tell me?
It must be a lot
I can't hear a single word
my heart tells me
It must be a lot
Just the roar...
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