"but faith, i've found, will do you in
and all the words that build into
a bridge of love between you and me
will stumble, crack, and fail to fly"

and there are a thousand words eating at
the edges of my brain but i can't say them
out loud. the sirens were red against your
eyelids when they didn't open, your blue eyes
stared at nothing. with a faraway look on your
face you throw pennies into wells and
wish for the same thing each birthday, each
shooting star, each time you forget to pray.

and yeah, bones still break under pressure,
lips might choke with too much space between them
when there's not any air at all as the letters
stumble up my throat and over each other,
forcing their way out.

quoted lines are from through my tears by neutral milk hotel.