Lark

This is a lark this is a larger monster

Loving you like you love a good fight

These unkempt yards make it hard and harder

You rake the leaves as if to say you won't stay

Take out your knife

Cut deep and wide

If you've got to let it bleed

This is a lark this is a darker feather

You make the flight to make it right

It's not a show of bleeding hearts

Buried in the dark above our homes

Sleep away the night the day

Steal away to a corner of this maze

Sleep away the night the day

Steal away to a corner of this maze