Lark Testo

Testo Lark

This is a lark, this is a larger monster
loving you like you love a good fight,
these unkempt yards make it hard and harder
you rake the leaves, as if to say
you won’t stay

take out your knife
cut deep and wide
if you’ve got to let it bleed
you make the flight to make it right
it’s not a show of bleeding hearts
buried in the dark above our homes

sleep away the night the day
steal away to a corner of this maze
sleep away the night the day
steal away to a corner of this maze