Hold on, to the edge of the table.
Eyes fixed down.
The room tilts. Swallow hard, if you are able.
Always knew that a day would come,
you'd be sitting across from all you've been backing away from.

Hold back the well seasoned storm, gale force wind.
An entire sky could collapse onto the mighty sea.
And the union of below and above,
stirring the furies mistaken for the absense of love

I guess i've been laying , i've been laying in wait.
Believing I could redirect our fate.
Setting the snare, it seems that fair is unfair.

Hold up the exhausted ideal,
lets call it what it is.
The threadbare fluttering flag of truce.
You're the one who said you want to be free.
I'm taking your advice, I'm following your lead

I guess i've been laying,i've been laying in wait.
Believing I could redirect our fate.
Standing aside, gone missing, gone limp.
Mouthing my sincere apologies for this childish pride.
For my pride.