Long Lost Cause

He may stretch but he won't tear
He may give but he'll never care
He's got sunken eyes and a head full of static fears
And when he dreams he is a dreadful smear
Of red and black and a choir of tears
That haven't cried out in so many years
And though he may catch on with practice and reprieve
I do believe he's a long lost cause

She may bend but she won't break
What she'll give, what she'll never take
She's got wounded knees and a heart that aims to please
And when she dreams she is a peaceful sound
Of quiet nights but quiet tears run down her cheeks
She whimpers and veers

Of course of course he wants to be near
But I'm afraid hes a long lost cause