Burning ember.
The hopes that is washed away.
and ricocets to trust is a feeling that started so long ago
and I've noticed perfection seems to be earned.
and I try to hide all these lies and she says no way boy.
did you fear that thing known best.
dew broke that curse along the riverside.
and to know that this is real and to know that I can barely lose.
so take my hand and hold it close.
there you go