Dissipate - Church Girls

Is this what we wanted?

To pace the floorboards that bend at every crack

You might as well haul up

Cacophonies of deep and brambled wrath

Too small to bother with now

To twist awake and thrash in tangled sheets

You’ll squander any way out

When night moves in and those patterns just repeat

Is this what we wanted?

To cut the ties that just might mend the gap

A fleeting urge to hold on

That dissipates just once it’s in my grasp

And that sunburst in my head

Couldn’t tell you what it meant

But that thread of muted pain

I could feel it slip away

My back grounded to the earth

And those flowering words I heard

Invoked a sudden decay

Of that dull and utter ache

I’m afraid it came too late

I’m afraid it came too late

What if it came too late

Too late

And it’s gone

And it’s gone

And it’s gone

And it’s gone