Fool's Errand

As it all falls down, and everything burns, the meek have their day
It seems you’ve found your way down. Slip into this void
This longing brought suffering. We speak in bitter tongues

A stone is the crux of a wall
Its burden lies in weight

Lowly, we bask in omens, and dream of what reality was
Beholden to a paradise broken, dream of what reality was
Slowly, we bend so slowly
As we descend the walls that seem so sloped call forth my way
We bend so slowly. I won’t stay or carve my name

You were tied to the weight of this failure
We sink in through reverie

In quiet moments I prayed for this day
In weaker moments I rued this day
In desperation I gave way
What would I do to be rid of this?
Head down, back to wind, what would I do?

Forget this weight
This day was yours to take, heads down
Backs to the wind, beating back the deluge endlessly
We need something to hold as the light fades away