If you become the odds
educated in words around the starless nights
you write and you are speaking to me

like every word you say can break apart
something real it is handed down
the father is educated in life

through all the brilliant tarts you like
and you have sewn needly
I cant make any sound

I breathe
its the fear that is in you
that brings the fear out in me

its the ghost unaware of where you might be
its the feeling in you
that brings the fear out in me

its a ghost I wont wake up
the next time I breathe
Moving forward on

I will educate you in lines around
I will break apart stars you like
your soul speaks to me in tones

I have never heard
this is overly sweet
I read and plead

its the fear that is in you
that brings the fear out in me
its ghost unaware of where you might be

its the feeling in you
that brings the fear out in me
its a ghost I wont wake up

the next time I breathe