Washed Out

Ink flows steady off the page onto the ground Watch it pool as the rain comes down Tell me everything that washed out Like an animal you race your selfish doubt In your palms, hold that poison proud Youthful daydreams, you could hold Draw your blind and see The sea swells The birds tell me Our leaves fell The sheep can't be Counted in the fallen snow All the frozen parts Of you let me know There's a world out there But we don't want to go Some prideful trophies of A life half lost Just broken bones on the shelf Letting it go Calling my phone Can we climb that mountain you've become? That mountain you've become Don't come and find me when you climb down Don't come find me