To Mend

They spend too many moons
Away from their true homes
Put away in corners their supposed to call their own
But the crow still sings, at the break of day
No matter what the sun brings
They’ll still sing their songs and say
Hope it finds us crawling in the dust
Pleading mercy as you plunge right into trust
See you tremble up to stand
Centuries brought us here so we can mend
Please let us meet there in between
Draw down the fruits to change the dream
Yes I will sit you by the tree
Where all the soils mix with seed
How we came here, did we in the start
Cut it into pieces that slowly broke apart
When I fall to cross all boundaries
All the while we scramble for our keys, to
Hope it finds us crawling in the dust
Pleading mercy as you plunge right into trust
See you tremble up to stand
Centuries brought us here so we can mend
Hope it finds us crawling in the dust
Pleading mercy as you plunge right into trust
See you tremble up to stand
Centuries brought us here so we can mend