Built

Break or make me, depending on your mood.

A stone is just a stone is only what you build with it.

And I guess we'll smash it all to little unreasonable pieces.

Good longing to the chest with too many key holes.

I've gotten lost and I've gotten lost again.

My rescuer lost his right side of the bed.

The baron, the bred, the broken has the job of my judgement

and my cheek has turned.

I never let the bird free; I never let the good be me.

Bare none, I've more to carry.

Take what you must, but leave me with my burden.

Better is long forgot and merry is far fortold, but reason is real and built is blood and sweat and stone.

We both bare the same heavy cross that you're nailed to.

Only, I carry on.