Two Empty Hearses

Nobody dared to save my life that silky moonlit night.

No one cared to check for a pulse, no medics in sight.

The body next to mine is bleeding out just as fast as me

And I would do anything to stop the pain

But we’re trapped in this fantasy.

Nobody saw when we ran out of oxygen and body heat,

No one told us to wait or to run, no one told us to bleed.

I hold the love of my life in my weak and bruised arms

And I would to anything to treat the pain

But we promised to do no harm.

Nobody noticed when we painted the sidewalk karmin red.

No one prayed where we trembled, where we sacrificed and bled.

They buried two empty hearses with a hundred made up hymns.

And I would to anything to ease your pain

But my tears can’t heal your broken limbs.