there's blood in all of our mouths from tearing everyone
down. and I'm dying to hear the sound of your voice.
but you seem so far away. I don't want to be a fucking
cop. but I'm pretty sure I can tell if something is
fucked up. when everyday it's alienation.
it leaves no room for communication.
let's talk. until the boys learn to listen.
and you can talk and I promise this time I'll listen.
"We got an education in separation.
" I'm still learning. we're all still learning that
we never have enough space but we seem so far away.
I'm listening... if today the ground gives in I hope we won't fall alone