Wine & Sawtooth
Wine Wine
Sawtooth Sawtooth
Sawtooth Sawtooth
They say honor's a straight line, but in the heat of battle it bends. How do you feel about lines that get blurred?
Wine Wine
I think the line is more like a ribbon in the wind – it’s elegant at first, but once the storm hits it folds into something softer, even kinder. Honesty is the line, but the battle turns it into a new shape we can still trace.
Sawtooth Sawtooth
A ribbon in the wind, huh? Sounds pretty poetic for a damn battlefield. I don't always see the beauty, but if it helps you keep your head straight when the storm hits, I'm all right with that. Just don't forget the line when it turns into a mess.
Wine Wine
I’ll keep the line close enough to see it even when it folds, but I’ll also remember that a messy ribbon can still be a story worth telling.