Pull yourself together. You’re the only one that’s left getting blood from stone. I’m afraid that everyone listens in tongues, but I won’t give up. I won’t turn back. I can’t turn back. So I love until it hurts and every blessing feels just like a curse. What is subtle burns so slow and evolves in circles. Why are you afraid? The wind is your reprieve to endure. When you give yourself away, they will choose to believe the words you say. Don’t turn back. If you stay and help me cope, you’ll see me fly into the sun, into their vacant minds. To seal their fate. Time after time. So say that we’re not the same, and watch me prove you wrong again. You let me in. We live with his answers and still defy the truth is he left the work unfinished the day he died. Longing for rescue when push comes to shove. I frame a space reflected by his love between the lines. When you hide yourself away, they won’t believe a word you say. I am here to bring you closure. I won’t rest until you know yourself. I won’t turn back. I won’t give this up. You can’t turn back. You can’t give me up, but if you remember divine sequence, I will return.