The Echo You Held As Your Own

Heavily limbed, feet plodding Blood sugars are now too low Oh, where do you go? Now your bodies melting Like it's made of falling snow Like, it's in its infancy Like it's a tree In the fall waving goodbye Oh, where do you go? When leopard jaws open slow The beating pulse still bleeding Where do you go? Now love has turned you out into the cold. With frozen breaths You might wish you weren't Even still breathing Oh the wolves sound friendly Maybe they can comfort me Oh, where do you go? When the echo you held as your own Does take your one-true home. Heavily limbed, feet plodding Blood sugars are now too low Oh, where do you go? It's not like you will ever really move on The shadows circle the leaves groan This open ploughed field is your throne Oh, the snow it blankets. It cocoons you in.