Nothing can tell you more
Than our voices
Clashing with sky
And blue
All shining blades
Sharpened with hate
And too many years
Feeling alone
Nothing could tell you more
We are down here
We are here
And every one
Burden with purpose
And the silence
And still calm
Of a setting sun
Where we all lie on the beach
Without a boat
Or a path
Now there is silence
The depressed quiet
Dripping off the heavens
The subdued realization
Of what is
And can never be