Texty: Querencia. Heavy With Child.

the sirens will scream and rush you by, as i silence the voices deep inside. and this is worse then leaving, this is the absence of a name. cut away, the pieces that connect. eyes wide, body cold and red. i was hoping to make it there in time. that night you put your heart into my hands, you seemed so positive, i can't keep up with you. the answer's never there. i'm proud. you're standing tall. but i can't talk, and i'm wasting these words. the one thing i had to hold is gone, and i've been here before, i'm falling down. words remain unsaid.