All Birds Are Bad - Birdcatcher Tree

Daybreak
A head full of earthquakes, a body fighting decades; fueling times slow decay
As a kid the world was so clear but my eyes aren't what they used to be
Shut the door and end my constant (worrying)
about the storm as it barrels down (upon us)
"the neverending" (questions)
you asked as we drove through the snow

You knew I always wanted to let go of life

Written by:
Max Ludewig

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