My heart would tell you I am lying when I tell you I believe we are doing the right thing .
It weighs heavy these days.
It is full of clutter.
I could not pick it out of a line up of thieves.
These memories are on a permanent loop
Playing on the back of my eyelids
It was not all for nothing, solace
You cannot take our yesterdays and erase them
They are soaked in ether and will tear you up
They are testimonies...