the roots and the ruins

They estimate the failing sun
And the Orphist's plight stimulated no one
So call me on no sleep
With just a little something to remind us what to do
If you run, run like hell, and remember there's history
And if they don't believe you, just send them back to me
Because they can't deny, they just have to see
The roots and the ruins are the same thing, they are the same thing

I often hear the new poetry
From your scratchy throat at quarter-after-three
That's when I know I owe this to you like autumn owes the trees
The roots still strong, the ruins of the same seed

Look out for guns, look out for girls
And other stories that could tear apart our world
And no matter what, no matter what you do
I will look out for you

Look out for guns, look out for girls
And other stories that could tear apart our world
And no matter what, no matter what you do
I will look out for you