Remembering The Dead

Jordan Reyne

You wouldn't wait for me
You wouldn't wait for me.
Time can only
Bury me.
In a borrowed grave
Under nameless trees.
While the empty face of your certainty, is
Clothed in sky, and dressed to leave
For the bloodstained tales
Of victory.

And if I were your jailor
I'd have carried your freed to you
So you'd always remember
All the glory
It won't allow you.

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