The Loki Dance

wishing well

wake up wake up
you don't want to see
it might make you have to believe
wake up
the night in the day disturbs a fever
in between breakfast and puddling boots
the truth is lurking behind grandfather's smirk
wake up wake up
you don't want to see
it might make you have to believe

if i drown in the silence
you'll throw me a voice
if i drown in the silence
i might come again out of spite

a ghost in his head banging against the walls
i fear i'm wishing him dead
wishing well full of pennies
the water dislocated
spilled out of my scream

wake up wake up
you don't want to see
it might make you have to believe

words grow shadows
throwing lines like prisons over my hands
throwing sparks where the flint meets darkness
dropping me, you, me, you

if i drown in the silence
you'll throw me a voice
if i drown in the silence
i might come back out of spite

i don't want this in me, filthy thing

wake up wake up
i don't want to see
it makes me have to believe
i am sleeping
wake up wake up
i am sleeping
wake up wake up
wishing well.

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