Nests

«Tell me what you need from me» she whispers between the silence
I can’t stand to see her lungs breathe
So take me where I can’t find them
Birds will build their nests above and we all sit below them
Grab your things and grab your coat
And I’ll lock the door behind you, you know I will
You know I will
If I built a nest of steel and placed it on a mountain
And I covered it with grace and zeal
Would you you climb to meet me there?
Grab a hold of shaky rock and trust the vines to lead you
Past the safety of the roots of trees
Towards the sun-lit canopy?
A sturdy nest lays vacant though God Himself provided
There is fear of death and fear is strong enough
To keep our nests on the ground
On the ground
A bitter stem comes bursting forth past an old abandoned mansion
There was wealth, success, and beauty there
But time will always win
A gripping force has got me by the neck, my sword is broken
Grab your things and grab your coat
And I’ll lock the door behind you, you know I will
You know I will
You know I will
You know I will
You know I will
You know I will