With ticking womb of wedlock soaking blood Through a dogwood lung The unhinged cull of oxygen How have I been stuck here for so long? Drained out a tunnel in an albatross Now I'm haunted by the bird Her hounds left tracks on my breath until I had no more air left selling out an old soul for sales I am caught up in the guilt Making a living off of drowning leaves me one step in the wrong Have I been stuck here for so long? With broken works on love loss Collecting earth from ground alone On my soft slide into torch songs How have I been stuck here for so long? The winding love of life lost No longer haunted by the thought that every mark I make on emeralds are now One step in the wrong I'm alright, it's time I moved on