Demons
dry the river
Size:
Demons
You are the string in my bow.
Biblical Mary to Joe.
The North isn’t true ‘til it’s leading me to you.
You are the way that I know.
Under the weight of belief
You shiver and shake like a leaf.
But death is a force, not a man on a horse:
I’ll keep you safe while you sleep.
We fight those demons day in and day out,
Day in and day out, day in and day out