Going To The Dump To Watch The Bears (Part 1)

Going To The Dump To Watch The Bears (Part 1)

I could spend a whole night staring at a screen
Just so I can brag that I haven't cried myself
To sleep in two whole years (in two whole years)

With hearts hardly beating we spent the furthest time waiting

Poetic scripts followed
By unfulfilling outcomes
Saved from drowning with a deep breath
A glass of ice water
Swallowed all at once
Intensity spoke calmly
Calamity over and over

We're laughing but we're not breathing
We're crying yet feeling nothing but
The dead air of an otherwise
Non-existent summer
And the cool breeze off an ocean
Spitting pleas of comfort
Right back in our face
And the cool breeze off an ocean
Spitting pleas of comfort
Right back in our face

If this is love then we have learnt nothing
If this is love then where is life meant to
If this is love then we have learnt nothing
If this is love then where is life meant to lead us
Except in circles