STFU no.2

you know what i'm talking about

don't give up

in the clearance stands a boxer

and a fighter by his trade

and he carries a reminder

of every glove that layed him down or cut him

till he cried out, in his anger and his shame:

"i am leaving, i am leaving!"

but the fighter still remains...

up in legos

i feel like going home

let them think what they may

Like an ancient day and I'm on trial
Let them seize the way, this once was an island
And I could not stay for I believed them
Left for the lights always in season

Impassable night in a crowd of homesick
Fully grown children, you'll leave the lights
Your family may not wait, Sir, keep on believing
Our parents rue the day, they find us kneeling
Let them think what they may, for they've good reason
Left for the lights always in season