Defeat

Lightning crested.
Read your letter.
Looked through pinholes
to streets unguarded.
Panic seeking solitude.
Serpents circle in the fountain.

Thoughts of things decaying fast.
I awake to healthy roses.
Violence brings innocent tombs.
Liars linger in our soil

Douse the sheets they’ll turn to ash.
This whole thing will also pass.
Danger’s laying with the lamb.
Draw the signs.
We’ll build the boats
and wash away.

Just grab something take hold.
The only thing to hold.
Stay grounded like the spruce.

A little change.
Just grab something take hold.
The only thing you know.
Stay grounded like the spruce.

One day friend we’ll meet again
and hopefully then the earth is quiet.
I’ll lay down with you in bed.
Loneliness is left for letters.

Voices yelling, love is bruised.
No one praising bits of silence.

Watch as gems they’re holding fall.
Dive to catch, the sluice was pulled.
It broke that day.


Just grab something take hold.
The only thing to hold.
Stay grounded like the spruce.


A little change.
Just grab something take hold.
The only thing you know.
Stay grounded like the spruce.


Crawling from
the serpent in the water,
the mirror,
the what have we become.


Once was a good way.
A good way was sometimes paved right.
Handled with care,
we were coming of age
The anythings will do.
Twist them off and pass them ‘round.
Where did it change?
Coming of age.

We once got a free line.
Opportunity radicals.
You’re on top of your game when you’re coming of age.

And praise for the under dog.
That was you with the good dog.
What was its name?
Coming of age.


Just a frightened mother
looking for her daughter.
Justice, justice wanders
looking for some shelter.

Once on good day,
I had a room and you knew it well.

Our games were all grace.
We were coming of age.

And we were the good news.
Now I’m all out but how about you?
Where do we stand?
Coming of age.

Just a frightened mother
looking for her daughter.
Justice, justice wanders
looking for some shelter.

Isn’t it now?
Defeat.
Oh no, not now.