the tie

Cord wasted at the seams,
seems just enough to pull us apart,

and part with gift I spit on you, I do, I do no care.
Oceans tempered by your gift and so I see; this is it,
it really is it, I spat on you.

Forevermore has burned away, 7 years we can touch,
we split the ties,
I split the ties,
holding me,
holding you,

Like her that cried wolf, I am her new born son,
I split the ties,
I split the ties,
I split the ties,
I know, I am far too late.

Beckon beckons all do hail,
I gave my life and soul to you breath,
inhale.

I broke the tie lass, and I spat,
I made a mockery of our dreams to last,
I shook my bones and held you's near,
I shook out every single tear,

I wept alone and rightly so,
I felt alone,
and rightly so,
I worshipped you a far,

my downfall was your star.