Hopefully he can stand it..
Silas says he’ll take me far away
You can tell he means it by the look on his face
Run until it hurts and every bird is far behind us, my Silas
Silas says my name like it’s a prayer
The quiet reference hanging in the air
And as for demons running round my mind
You’ll never find us, my Silas
How could I deserve him when I could never hurt him?
All that I can see is how kind he is to me
On the nights I cried til I can’t breathe
Silas stays with me until I sleep
Hands that hold my heart so tenderly
Could never bind us, my Silas….
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