get well flowers crumble
the life of ago disintegrates
into the shortest month
the high erased
from the voice of strength
calm comes clean
and leaves despair
to the beeping machines
no one said it'd be easy
i've come so close
from not being far away
pinned to the sake
you make waves
and you play
with an eagle's fame
spilling over the shape of things
easy like a snake
because primal doesn't change
no, no
the pattern cannot stay