Words for the sake of Letters

Ive Been Gone, But Im Still Here

Im itchin for some conversation
Break me off something that’s real
Something substantial, how does it feel
To know, everything around you
One day will be gone

Angst rips through faces in a photograph
Sick of it all, waiting for more
Lets spark the fire
That will burn this country down

I hope you live to see the concrete turn back to grass and then to ash