Long Lost Cause

He may stretch but he won't tear

He may give but he'll never care

He's got sunken eyes and a head full of static fears

And when he dreams he is a dreadful smear

Of red and black and a choir of tears

That haven't cried out in so many years

And though he may catch on with practice and reprieve

I do believe he's a long lost causeShe may bend but she won't break

What she'll give, what she'll never take

She's got wounded knees and a heart that aims to please

And when she dreams she is a peaceful sound

Of quiet nights but quiet tears run down her cheeks

She whimpers and veersOf course of course he wants to be near

But I'm afraid hes a long lost cause