(no subject)
dont be howling worries
devin my friend
shake those broken thoughts away
the path has always been this way
arduous and uncertain,
the echo of the morning air
rising angels clothed in prayer
the bluest blue ive ever known
your heart (it) melts before the throne
promises lovers made
from graves of soot and regret
shake those broken thoughts my friend
the path has always been this way
arduous and uncertain
pen in your hand for clarity
so much to say but you never speak
lift your spine
and turn turn turn
love is not what you seek
and she is wrapped inside your sheet
where to go from here but down down down
your barest intentions, so innocent won't drown
let the river never misguide you
follow the joy, and let all things be
finally it had nothing to do with me