silence

spread your ashes all across the lake
down the trail and past the barricades the wind was in your hair with buckled knees
reflecting the longing in your eyes
i'll walk all night getting frostbite
take my facade, swear it's not mine
follow the road but there's no signs
twisting the cork like a cold knife
in my insides 'til it feels right
how many miles 'til the car stops
how many times will the blood clot
how many times will the crows flock
'til it's real enough
'til it's real enough
take my facade swear it's bad luck
follow the road but it's all mud
twisting the cork like a wet mop
'til my heart stops
'til my heart stops

'til my heart stops
how many miles does the crow fly?

how many miles does the crow fly?
take me out back when the hope dies
reflecting the longing in your eyes

take my advice but it's not mine
follow the road but there's no signs
twisting the cork like a cold knife