I’m gonna leave here – disrupt the order
There’s been a power surge at that god forsaken border
I see the light house, watch it burning stronger
Have to look to it for coast line no longer
Sorrow in my cheeks, feel them burning hotter
Gonna leave this knotted gut head for the water
It’ll be the death of me – slight inclination
I’ll stand and stare down, retract that information.
Gonna burn the bridge, gonna saw the ropes
Forget about it. I’ll have to learn to cope.