Fort

And I’m hardly one who should talk

But my love, your words have become so short

And my thoughts, they’ve become so long

And the longer I leave them, the further they run

Are you quietly building a fort?

Storing up all your evenings in case of a war

Well, I’ve lost all of my fight

I have lost all of my fight

And I’m searching the spaces between

For words that I missed that I thought I had seen

And I’m sure there is something something something to find

Is it there in your fort? Does it live in your mind?

Are you quietly hiding hiding hiding from timе?

Hoping she slips up slips up and leaves off thе light?

Have you lost all of your fight?

Have we lost all of our fight?

Have we lost all of our fight?