Wind-up - Thursday

Just ahead I see you winding up

And you’re dressing this color on the edge of fire

Until these tightened strides

They march in time again

I don’t know if I will cut through

I don’t know if my heart will beat without you guiding it

Winding up

Leading me

Winding up to explode

It’s the sound of your racing heart

That beats in time with every start

(the start of the year. the start of life. the start of war)

That reaches up and across the sky

That makes us want to try

I’m falling to peices

I can’t let go

Tearing apart your lies

I want to live

It’s the sound of your shotgun pulse

Beating over and over in your silent halls

It’s a thought that keeps us alive

It makes us want to rise

A scream to guide me through my life

Winding up

Leading me

Winding up to what you can not unwind

This side of you and if it’s taken away

You won’t know what to do

You’re stretching to meet expectations that you will never reach

And now it’s far to late to ever leave this cold

I’m giving up

Marching in time with your drums

I’m letting go of everything i once loved