Underground Wildfires
meagan
Meagan, I know youâre barely breathing,
And your mother is grieving
For your soul.
Sheâs hoping that God will give you grace,
And cause you to awake,
So she can take
You to church again.
And gorge you on the bread and wine,
And hope that next time
You wonât feel so alone.
Meagan, Meagan,
Please donât feel so alone.
Meagan, I know that you said
You left for the west
To invest
In relationships.
Well I guess that Boise wasnât kind
âcus the only one theyâd find
Was you curled up in the corner.
Meagan, Meagan,
Please donât feel so aloneâ¦