Nate In Public Hanging In The Fine Tangled Web Work
We're all so impatient.
But we move like sails at bay,
Reminded of all we can't escape.
We're all so impatient.
It took years to build this home.
A steady breeze could bring it down.
Prayer, disease, and apathy;
The hate you can't see;
The weight that you feel
As you turn to leave.
So what's the cure and what's the cost?
The world's at your feet, singing,
"Failure's never looked so proud",
As you begin to speak.
Like an endless coast,
Covered in miles of broken homes.
And all these seeds that you've sown
Need more than blood to make them grow.
But it's all these things you've learned,
For which you haven't found the words,
And you pray that someday,
Someone might help you to make it work.
