I can feel the thunder through your bones.
It stains your skin and taints the air.
If you could wash it away, I’d lend you my hands.
But you’d never ask me.
And I could never bring myself to offer.
So we stand close and wait for the promise to fade.
Did you know I used to tell them this feeling would fade?
It was a lie that pulled at broken bones.
But it was so hard to forget that you made the offer.
Between us it hung, opaque and restless in the air.
You never meant so much to me
As when the river slipped through your hands.
You took nine steps and stood on your hands,
Grinning at me like you knew this would fade.
Time passed so much more slowly for me.
Our parents stood by with love-weakened bones
And all the words fell meaningless on still air.
No one ever mentioned the lie in the offer.
There are those who would pay to see me make you an offer.
It is what I can’t afford, with this blood on my hands.
So I stand choking and losing my air
And you fight to make their smiles fade.
It would be much easier if you had no bones.
Then you’d have a reason not to support me.
Your courage is a rock beneath me,
But I cannot stand and listen to your offer.
My balance is failing, too easily can this rock break my bones.
And you know I could never trust my hands.
It’s worth it just to see the lights fade
When all you can feed on is air.
The rain cuts ribbons in the heavy air
It stings to touch, covers your skin as you stand beside me.
To think there was a time when we trusted pain would fade.
I believe it’s time I took you up on that offer,
Before I lose my grip and freeze your hands.
Perhaps I could forgive you all your broken bones.
Together we will swallow air, and time will mend your bones.
You will leave your fear to me, a flightless bird in careless hands.
The rocks will swell and your sea will fade. You should have listened to my offer.