My mind is like an orchard
Clustered in frozen portraits
Of Blossoms that bloom so fine
just to drop from the vine
I've seen them all tonight Could keep it silent and tortured
Or shove it all to the floor boards
A rusty heart starts to whine
In its tell tale time so
So free it up, tonight Life deals a measly portion
light on good friends and fortune
It's chipped you away inside
And drawn all your blinds
Concealed it all from sight Could cut that final corner
Charge the void no quarter
We'll skip to the final line of some suicide note well publicized
Or give it up tonight Kindly reverse the order
Of the options you've laid before you
The needle, the dirty spoon
The flames and the fumes
Just throw them out tonight The time that you've been afforded
May go unsung, unrewarded
Some nameless you cannot know
may be coming to show you
Unbridled love and light Should you grow in an orchard,
Covered in dusty portraits
Blossoms that bloom so fine
Just to drop from the vine
Oh, listen up tonight Don't keep it silent and tortured
Shove it unto the floorboards
Your rusty heart will be fine
In its telltale time
So give it up tonight.
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