Pray
Matthew Michel
We disappear. Slowly but it's true
From friends from life
Get quiet and lose
We shut out but it doesn't matter at all
No ones gonna call
We'll crawl into our holes
Nails waiting to claw
We're not dead yet
Feels like we are
A wrinkle in time
Is what I need
To where we started
Repeat repeat
I should have told you I love you more
I should have learned, learned how to pray
No walls-no god we can't reach
No hopes, or prayers, could make me believe
No hope, at all, for you and me
I can't take this