Sad Words

My lifetime is ever so constricting
And I may never now know
Just how inhumane those before were
This is the true kill, the true history

Is it fair to be so un- of it?
To cling onto the chance to try again
Before we could even begin
I guess so then, and I'll be there singing along

With every whisper in the closed air
And every beautiful outfit that makes us what we're not
Loving you has sowed into desperation
And I want you home

Sighs of liquid air, shot back and forth
Just to remind me of every missing memory
When depression beats nothing from a heart like this
We must live on