For Bryan

Is it not ok
I won’t believe them till you say
What they know yet not care
Are your knuckles bruised, your meds are used
What you see ain’t what they saw
Where you’ve been so far from all
When no one believes you, we’ll make two
Come over to this side, just rest still
Wait for the hint of light, just rest still
Then clasp my hands and hold it tight
Just clasp my hand, we’ll jump into the night