Return to Sender

Somewhere between break down and surrender, lies a seed that sprouts demise I get down, I'm thrift shop blender, take a crumb, sell you a line... Is that all that you need when it's all that you got? Between the Foxhole prayers and 'Return to senders', Frost begins to take the eyes. Where wild fires would burn, are now fleeting embers. Weary is the love that lies. Is that all that you need when that's all that you got? When its pulled from beneath you, Your red hands and forget-me-nots. Is that all that you need when it's all that you got?