New Ways
There is work to be done
An appearance to maintain
But far and away
I keep screaming straight
Into the palms
Above my head and in my hands

Biting tongues, speaking in code
Dreaming in languages I barely know
I thought that it was all well-settled
But I'm the worst at letting go
Found a voice in buried songs
Half-truths that won't keep up for long
I hope that you can understand
I'm bracing for new ways to be wrong

There is work to be done
An appearance to maintain
So which name
Would you embrace
Which one should I betray
If I found my love between my fathers' graves
Biting tongues, speaking in code
Dreaming in languages I barely know
I thought that it was all well-settled
But I'm the worst at letting go
Found a voice in buried songs
Half-truths that won't keep up for long
I hope that you can understand
I'm bracing for new ways to be wrong