Thanks for the gift A hand me down we vacuumed empty Mortared our soles together Save your gifts of backlight memories They'll never die- they never died The hooks that swing- the noose that hung Focus- we've been misguided The candles lit- the lights were never even out Save your gifts of hand me downs We danced that way everyday- Your shoes that fit you too well We'll still spill blood again No understanding the reasoning of these tides Words carved into my hands