the margins

The silence kills the loudest thoughts
Underscores the cracks in the walls
Pushed to the margins of this life
Fed to the lions one piece at a time

When you come around
My fences burn right to the ground
When you come around

Barriers start falling down
Delight in the collapsing sound
Pushed to the margins of this life
Break the arms, break the legs, break the back of it this time

When you come around
My fences burn right to the ground
When you come around
My fences burn right to the ground
When you come around

Will you be my saviour, trusted liberator?
We’ll draw in the ash on the ground
Will you rescue my love?
Will you salvage my bones?
The broken arms and legs and backs and all
Take it all

When you come around
My fences burn right to the ground
When you come around
My fences burn right to the ground
When you come around