Testo Molly's Desk

We sit home and speak
Of a god we've never seen
And wonder if he
Watches when we sleep
Or when I looked on molly's desk
And copied her whole sheet

And oh I know I'm young To speak with such disdain
An urgency

So this is my confession
I hope you listen
Will Saint Christopher bring me to my destination
And bring us all back home
Am I alive I almost feel it
Riding the waves of all my demons I'll drift away

We dressed all in black
Momma wears her makeup dark
And talks so softly
“son one day you'll learn
That everyone you know will leave Never to return”

And oh a man so young
Taken way too soon
From all he loved

So this is my intention
To break tradition
Could I give you myself to bring him back this instant
And bring us all back home

Watched you fight with the darkness
But you just couldn't win
Once so strong, full of power
Now fragile and thin
I'll bring you back, oh I swear
I can figure this out
I know many have tried
But I won't let you down
I'm not afraid of the man
I read about in the books
The one that takes you away
If you end it too soon
I'll turn the darkness on me
I'll travel up through the wind
And if they don't open the gates
I'll break my way in