Crescent Tongues

from Illogical Rest by Keyoung

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lyrics

No's and cannot's are merely trapdoors and invitations
A search for better reasons
Stumbling blocks for the naysayers
That dared to fathom that "not" words could knot enough negative thoughts to weigh your limbs to the floor but they are surely not enough
You stand with fingers like ivory keys
Each digits brush against the world
Makes a reverberation, a sweetest note that rushes like poured water through your being rippling the oceans between your bones lurching them forward into a kinetic battering ram of the purist freedom humming among your marrow
It tumbles from the perfectly shaped escape of your mouth
And that is some sort of truth
When you babysat you were always told to leave the houses better than when you first came
But your own room always looks more cluttered than the time you left it before
And there's iron shod roots beneath the basement that has a crashing spire ripped through the roof
But maybe it's more about how you organize the particulars than torching it all too soon

You say you've made mistakes but what's worse is to hesitate
To live inside the car crash fears of a heart that never tried to escape
To fear the torch you never lit
Sit in closed eyes punishment
Better to question your surroundings then sit closed lips and clenched fists

Sunday mornings tend to yield
Trepidation born of years
Expectations opinions mirrored
It doesn't have to be that way

It's not
Crescent tongues hiding darker halves of double sided speech
Tipping off the werewolf hearts they hide
Behind their double rows of teeth

We're all afraid of something
Fear is what you make of it
It's not just how your match-sticks lit
But who you call on to protect it