Bracelets

Artists : Spill Canvas, The : Bracelets

I found fountains of imagery that are passing through me
like a knife from a group of friends that prefer to attack from the back.
I'm tryingto grasp concepts of your dimensions while my universe is laced around your wrist.
I am the bracelet you sport.
I am everything that you have ever missed, and more.
I was hoping I could tell you this with two feet on the ground
But I don't think I can talk,
because I'm not very stable right now.
In this dream that I had... "You can't kill heroes."
That's what they said to them
"You can't kill us."
With our instruments broken before us.
While the boys in line they begin to count togive and the trigger pulls.
The bullets pepper the brick wall behind our heads and the smoke fille the air.
The captain yells to cease fire.
The squad begins to wait and stare.
The dust clears the air, and we're still standing/
With smiles on both our faces we spit on their faulty ammo to the ground and remind them once again,
that you can't kill heroes.