Human Cartography

We can sit here all day
Listening to your wishes and dreams:

To have coins in our pockets,
To see the Great Wall some day,
To laugh at our mistakes.

You’re always trying to find a voice
To say what I don’t want to hear you say.

But you’re sick of tasting tears,
And he’s a ticking time bomb,
And I’m tired of keeping toes off this minefield.