Rope burns hot against my skin
My grip is tight, but giving in
My patience wearing like the wick
Strange for a stubborn man who's skull is inches thickTried hard not to lose my way
But the detours found their own
I've been around but there's no more waitingBeyond what I've learned and what I've known
A chance for my humility and my humbleness to grow
Across the forest covered thick in pine
Search has been hampered as my limbs are bound in twineTried hard just to get away
But the ground it sinks below
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