Undone

Take it in stride Shriveled in sun Make a new friend Tanning my hide Always offline Paper's inside 'Nother one left Take 'em all down Rack 'em up now She never shared the reason why She always waits to call him in her head They don't notice when the weakest die Never let them call you anything but Done Must have been some Part of you knew Somethin' ain't right Stuck in my shoe Catch it in flight Snap it off chew Make a deep cut Turn it into Another choice; a reason why It might be worth a call to hear him out If you ever find the words inside I hope you'll take a listen to yourself And come undone Clean it out right Leave me no trace Camping inside No end in sight Even the greatest of houses of worship can't harbor the burdens we carry Regal Parnassus is covered in soil to comfort the poets we buried (Even the greatest of poets can't capture the beauty of our Mother Mary) Take your win but Leave me my pride You don't fit right Back of the line Out of my sight Out of my mind