WILDFIRE

TESSA ROSE JACKSON / BENJAMIN LONGMAN

Change like a promise

Promise me you might

When the curtain falls

Like a soft blanket

Change like the weather

Whether you still care

Careful, conscious

Change when your heart says

Said it from the start

Stay unsteady

Remain unready

Change is a premise

A premonition bell

Pealing, revealing

Cut my ties

No more hell or high water

We’ve all broken on these shores

Do you know what you came here for?

Change is a compass

Encompassing a whole

Overthrowing

Rites unknowing

Chance is a symptom 

Sympathetic change

Tender... remember…

Cut my ties

No more hell or high water

We’ve all broken on these shores

Do you know what you came here for?

And let the current carve

Score out the fringe of your silhouette

Is the dawn not an open door?

How could you know what you came here for?

How could you know?

How could you know?

How could you know?