Two Lost Souls, Swimming In A Fish Bowl

Rituals give you something to build off of, they give you reliability.

I wrote this a long time ago, but who cares.

Endless waters, crash through my mind.

Neurons fire lower than your blows.

The mountains pierce the clouds

And the heavens are unprepared.

I've seen the mockingbird cheat

I've seen the mockingbird kill

Here's your suggestive sentiment, protagonist.

Monsters don't speak foreign.

I can hear them calling

Teach me to create art, or to destroy it.

I could learn a thing or two about anything

Nothing to save on this desolate heart

Don't be idle, just dissipate.

A load off your shoulders, a world on mine.

I couldn't trust the air with secrets

Keep me so close, too close.

And nothing will shift while your looking away

There's no escaping without a challenge

You could still learn some things.

A thing or two about anything