wait and linger

Condescension and repression
waiting around, concussed
inflection making everything into a threat
sick waiting,
sick of playing
concentration, never ready
don't you see, don't you see
the one you want cannot be me

what do you want
how can you know
everything that i hide,
that i abide by
can't you see, can't you see
the one you want, it is not me

where are we
oh can't you see
the things you want,
they are not free
so why wait and linger
there is no cost
when you leave
and when you're lost
won't you see, won't you see
the things you want,
they are not free

would you say that you are free?
do you believe in what you see?
the one you want, it is not me
and while you decide to fight or flee;
the one you want
it is not me

To fall away

Every day another something falls away,
and I cannot, ever, seem to say
That I wish for it to remain, to stay.

Every damned moment, hark,
these ones who've dwelt within the dark,
'tis not your soul they wish to mark.
and 'tis not your ears in which they bark,
"Every day another something falls away."

The gravity will not relent,
even when all resistance's spent,
and the scream torn from your throat is rent,
"Don't fall away, don't fall away."

Once on the coldest winter's night,
the dark rang out with sounds of fight,
and there was only wrong, and nothing right
and the angels begged until their flight,
"Don't fall away, don't fall away."

Through the shining, shining snow,
as only you would ever know
about where it is that we all go,
when they say, "Don't fall away, don't fall away."

It took an honest man to lie,
and for me to see a child cry,
while everyone waits, to see Death die,
and for all the poets to dare to sigh,
to understand, to fall away.