Hallucinating the Horse - Harvard

He was afraid of what they may say

So he keeps it down

He was the blame, he was the naysay

Wonder how you left alone the one thing you love

Wonder how

I suppose

I suppose we make a toast

We can make it on our own

I suppose we know

Medicine makes us

Be cruel, be fine

Be ready, be mine

Be a hole in our side

Always and forever, never say forever

He was afraid of what they may say

So he keeps it down

He was the blame, he was the naysay

Wonder how you left alone the one thing you love

Wonder how you left alone the one thing you love

Love me for who I am, not where I’ve been

Eyes are late, we’re so strange

Strange days

What you mistook for

Waiting for a chance to breathe

Are you there?

Are you fucking listening?

A bounty of slaves

Amassed in waves

For the barely scene

For the branded teen

For shadowing skies

And the whites of your flexing eyes

Lifting the blisters

The quiet earth

The Stenographer

The more I care she sings

To sing something

Sing something