Wet Cement - The Morning Benders

We met one day in wet cement

Where we glued our eyes shut

And pressed with our fists

And while the trees are shrinking now

They forgot their roots

And sloped in the ground

And while I’m picking out my favorite names

Where our future is concerned

In the steady blur of the days

What brought us here, why we try to say

We face back all the way

Now the cement’s hardened in my chest

A world of wax

Scraped in through text

And someone was calling just before I woke up

My broken record spits good and bad luck

And with my broken, pale black eyes

I still see white when the snow falls lightly

In the steady blur of the days

What brought us here, why we try to say

But we face back all the way