you made no speeches where I was
the only one to hear your voice
there was no envelope inside
the metal box, i checked twice
nothing pink taped to my door
under the matt or on the floor
but the writings all on your walls
no need to text, no need to call
no benefit of the doubt
all consideration just left out
now its clear
he’s the sky
you chose him
to stand by
and its clear
im the sea
where the white sands burn your feet
you chose him, over me
there were no schemes to win your hand
no mighty battles or last stands
and all of my fire turned into clouds
i let the prisoners sneak out
you left no hints to let me in
on your big plans and your big win
but the writings all on your walls
no need to text no need to call
no benefit of the doubt
all consideration just left out
now its clear
he’s the sky
you chose him
to stand by
and its clear
im the sea
where the white sands burn your feet
