Open Roads

Never talked to the ghost but still believe she's a profit

She said my art got soul, I'm young, naive, & obnoxious

Just because my heart had gotten cold I let it freeze in the water

& now with every syllable I see the meaning in nonsense

She said you're better off alone I don't believe in that concept

The letter ends that's all she wrote signed in red ink @ the bottom

She wanna stop letting go, I hope she achieve what she wanted

I lost my way on open roads but still believe in the process

Running water rusted"gold" and left it green from the copper

I've seen alot of broken homes but this one's better than all them

Talkin to god on broken phones told me I'm destined for darkness