Brooke Daniels' Tiny Broken Fingers

If you were here right now
Not dead like you are
I would sit by you, but you’re not here, you’re not here at all
Tiny broken fingers in the doorway
How was I to know?
Didn’t really think those screams were for real
In a house where the tree fell, we spent all day in the branches
They came the next day
They took that tree away and we all cried
Did you hear she saw demons in the bedroom?
Her lungs were broken
But then they worked fine
When the blue light comes around
Blue light don’t come around right now
You might not like what you see, be ashamed