Callow

Hold your tongue we never swayed

Pour the faults all away

Cold in lungs and in face

A golden heart, of what became

It was an awful lot for our young days

Is it love you want 'cause it's love you've made?

The cheer within will find a home

The fear you bring burns below

And I can taste the wait and watch you waste away

But I can't face the days, you were born astray

It was an awful lot for our young days

And what an ache I've made for a hollow embrace

With the blood you flaunt why would you stay?

I'm stackin' up on what I'll take

But the ballot doesn't hold your name

You're wrappin' up when winter fades

I'm holdin' on to callow ways

It was an awful lot for our young days