Will triumphant fanfares choke on heavy smoke?
Will you whip the silence into glass?
Is every sweet treat an unspoken cure?
Can rest be found upon rusty iron?
Can daily bread rasp our mouths dry?
Who flattened the tenderness of home?
Does opening up always have to hurt?
Can hunger ever be softly soothed?
Will sharper eyes only find the dark?
Can winter heal what frost has cut?
Does every welcome mat puncture our trust?
Can silence be louder than the cold?
Which cuff binds tighter, wool or steel?
Can a jagged thought still bleed poetry?
Can you soak away a day this heavy?
Does every lather leave a scar?
What fuels the burden of elegance?
Is your heaviest baggage built to stay?
Does every milestone taste of burnt rubber?
How heavy is a slice of forever?
Does every passing minute turn the screw?
Must a clean smile cut this deep?
Can luxury bear the weight of rust?
Will your salvation pull you under?