Things lost that were once found Ways closed that I used to like Small moves echo in grandeur Through the story of my life Things break that once worked well People away but stifled through Smallest shoes, no dancing for me Shining through the soft pen drew I feel so heavy when we intercourse Your hopeful face holding your dreams I live in this place with you at my side You smile too, don’t see what this means So fly all your flags And bite off all the land This won’t last You’ll be lost in blood So Shout all you can And fly all your flags This won’t last Your blood will be lost Smiling effortlessly you drew away Wounded me, made me forget The corners of my mind alight Flaming on through regret Sharply now, you cut like a knife But it’s referential, unconventional It won’t last as long as you hope It’s not like it’s unmentionable So fly all your flags And bite off all the land This won’t last You’ll be lost in blood So Shout all you can And fly all your flags This won’t last Your blood will be lost We fly. We march on We fly, we ride on. We march We ride Together we fly. The limits to this partnership The flip side to your hate The loss inside is the biggest part The sorrow I feel of late Different now, I appear to you You shy away, unsure where I begin And where your own nightmare ends Something doesn’t fit in So fly all your flags And sack all your bags And bite off all the land Bite off your own right hand This won’t last This is just the past You’ll be lost in blood You’ll be lost in blood So Shout all you can This is how it began And fly all your flags Your name on the body tags This won’t last You’re fading too fast Your blood will be lost Your blood will be last