A Life Untold

My life will never be so told
It’s dead
My story will not be so told
It’s dead
I'd love to think that it's been told
It has not
I can not tell you everything instead

I love like...
I'm scared like...
So soon
(Get the flies off my light)

I notice you're not around
Start the son with the moon

My awful body says it is unwanted
All the rungs... my God