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