Splinters

from J U N C T U R E by Juncture

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lyrics

Short circuit synapses
History repeats
Weeks and months
We are desperate
To separate ourselves
As the tree collapses
Under the weight
Misaligned history
Splinters of wood
Dig into my skin
Our bones are weak
And we are sick
Branches snap
Our arms break
I cannot hold this up
Generations end here
Our line runs clear
There will be no roots
You have torn up
Any stability that
We all once had
There are forests
Everyone has one
Branches intertwined
Why must ours break
here creatures dwell
draped in shadow
Preying on the weak
People are vultures
Roots like ribs
Cages at the feet
Of our trees
I believed in this
Our tree could live
We could hold up
Branches off the ground
But wood splits
We split and fall apart
I no longer know who
You are or where
We came from

Each new act
Revalues the meaning of the past
And this story
Just fragments of memory
Ephemeral lines
The edge of consciousness
Read side notes
Learn half formed histories

I climb up the the tree
I’m trying to see
How high i can go
How far
Can I reach the top
Can I look across
What will I find
What will I see
Can I rise above the crown
What will I appear to be
From the ground
And when I look down
Who will be there
Waiting for me
Waiting to see
Will I slip
Will the branches snap
Under my weight
What if I fall
What will it mean for me
Will I lay on the ground
Will I make a sound
If no-one is there watching
And nobody is there to catch me
And as I lay in the dirt
What will I think
Will I ever get up
Or will I give up
Is this it for me
Do any of us realise life while we live it
Every single minute