Shallow Like Sand

<br>Trees fall like iron on their way down.<br>We bury our hands in their hearts and waste away again.<br>Because I have tried to turn words to stone.<br>Tried to fight the day with my eyes closed.<br>Cut away at questions until my tounge bled.<br>Held in answers until I lost my breath.<br>Sink in, shallow like sand.<br>I will not wear this blood on my hands,<br>so shake that halo from your head.<br>We have been down this road before,<br>grasped at all the same straws.<br>Eyes that catch the light, and burn up our insides.<br>These butterflies with wings of glass that shatter mid air.<br>I`m afraid that this fever has gotten yo us again.<br>Your splintered words have gauged my soul.