You’re moody
It feels unruly
Maybe you’re angry
Because your wings are on backwards
You’re sulking
Like you’re forsaking
The union we formed
The love we floated towards
It’s not a good time to talk
But it’s not like we’re voiceless hawks
Let’s not take our time for granted
I need one who knows where we’ve landed
Your energy
Is abandoning me
Like water deprived
The blaze in our summer’s fire
A true angel
Never just dangles
Her sad followers
From an electrical wire
It’s not a good time to talk
But it’s not like we’re voiceless hawks
Let’s not take our time for granted
I need one knows where we’ve landed
Maybe I’ll rip out my voice
When you should need me the most
And maybe I should tell you
That the bitter end feels close
It’s not a good time to talk
But it’s like we’re voiceless hawks
Let’s not take our time for granted
I need one knows where we’ve landed.
