What can you do?
What..is it…that you can do?

You can wrap me up in stitches
Shatter the stones around my wounds
Let them bleed for they are no infinite fountain
They drain, they rebuild, they let sunshine heal with light and heat.
First, they gotta bleed, bleed in space
When no one’s around but bodies full of love
Bleed to reach the bottom
Where it’s all upside down and ancestors yell.

So what can you do?
Sheep the herd into grey woods from above
Sink the vessels into oceans of mud
Scatter fireflies through Hell in Paradise
Push the soul into time and space
Open the wounds of fears and laugh at their size.
From above.
Do it from above with your hands free to hold.

What can you do?
Blow up the ocean in the heart and share the pain.