Even Flow

Freezing rest's his head on a pillow made of concrete again,
Feeling maybe he'll see a little better set of days,
Hand out faces that he sees time again they ain't that familiar,
Dark grin he can't help when he's happy he looks insane.

Even flow thoughts arrive like butterflies,
He don't know so he chases them away,
Someday he'll begin his life again.

Life again,
Life again.

Kneeling looking through the paper though he doesn't know how to read,
Crying life is something that his Daddy never showed him anything,
Feeling understands the weather or that Winter's on its way,
Ceiling few and far between all legal halls of shame.

Even flow thoughts arrive like butterflies,
He don't know so he chases them away,
Someday he'll begin his life again,
Whispering hands gently lead him away.

Him away,
Him away.

Even flow thoughts arrive like butterflies,
He don't know so he chases them away,
Someday he'll begin his life again,
Whispering hands gently lead him away.

Him away,
Him away.