Frost Burn - Half Waif

Frost burns off of a river

And I am living here to see it

I had a dream and I wasn’t me and

I was ok with that

Why do you occupy all of my roads?

You will not let me in further than I go

It’s burning me up but I’ll never let you know

Will you be ok with that?

And on my island

I cannot keep out all the violence

And on my island

I cannot keep out all the violence

Early December in the country

Trying to remember what my mother told me

I was fourteen when I had to learn what it means

To be an adult wasn’t my fault

If I were tracing a map

Would it lead me out or would it lead me back?

Can I still change or am I past that?

Will I be ok?

And on my island

I cannot keep out all the violence

And on my island

I cannot keep out all the violence