The Shepherd Falls Sheep

If rhymes could rewrite history I think I’d skip a couple beats

the ones keeping the letter u away from me

if rhymes could rewrite history

I think I’d write about your sheets held together by the stories we would weave

Theres a shepherd in my mind but sometimes he falls asleep

Like those nights the dark corners of my mind start to leaked

At the edge of your bed the back of my head is all you see

I wish you said what you said you wanted to say to me

If rhymes could rewrite history

I think I’d skip a couple beats

When my shepherd falls asleep

And the wolves eats the sheep