I’ve been trapped down here so long
I may look young but my soul’s so old
It’s been dragged
Down down down
To the river
So I’m here
Stuck inside the fields of grain
So vast
I wish it could last
Forever
In the rural Midwest
My heart leapt its chest
And was murdered inside a cave
Do you see me smiling?
And yet my eyes aren’t shining
No matter how hard I try
It’s this damn glossy haze
Buried six feet in maize
Taxidermic state of life
Six feet, six years
where the hell are all my fears
The angels won’t let me sleep
I’ve danced by my grave
Brushing dirt off my face
Kicked the headstone, scrawled out my name
Time heals all wounds
But damn it isn’t cool
That my skin simply won’t scar
If the price of life
Is your will to die
Would you pay it?
I’m screaming for a smile
Take my heart out for a while
Trade my lungs in for a pair of tears
I want to prove I’m not a fallacy
But I’m not in reality
If I can’t will my mind to work
The days pass as I’m sleeping
My soul hasn’t left the reaping
Exit ticket has too steep a price
I’m yearning for a moment
Where I’m not my own opponent
In the battlefield of dawn’s new day