The Blank Static Screen

Dare I ask you this?
Where do you stand as a come and go acquaintance?
I';ve been pondering around this bond for sometime now.

Where have you been?
Where have you been hiding in, is it in the tall forest?
Won't he listen to the voices calling his name... will he attempt?

I've been laying on the other side,
Where they are all waving goodbye behind a fake frown.
Feeding lies to the ears of a brother that has been lost,
Trying to find a way back home

But stumbles on the roots he made wandering, wandering
As he barks the words that have no meaning,
I try to paint a picture in my mind of how things used to be.

As you say your speech,
The blank static screen is trying to make the channel clear
But gets interrupted by your careless heart.

Walking backwards, straying away
Looking at me with a face afraid of
Being a false witness to this never-ending case
The thought of empty-handedness is having its way
So stop running away from me

Away we go tonight, but we're far from our goodbyes
The end lies in your hands as we are keeping set minds

It's an empty page with growing age
It's bound to flourish again