Confusion surrounds me like a blanket,
how did I get here?
what have I done?
who have I become?
I am not who I thought I would be.

So this is the New Year, old Time’s fingered strum.
Hard hearts beat fast for the changes to come.
Old dreams seem tangible and tired eyes set alight,
Yet Fate knows that not all will get kisses tonight.
You can laugh loud and rejoice or just grimace glum,
But the New Year is now, so love whom you’ve become.

as you crash into the room, sending
ripples like a stone breaking water
through the atmosphere, leaves me gasping,
bobbing, surfing through the peaks and valleys
of the disturbance you so casually giggled

one touch from you makes my heart
so big it swallowed the ocean
but you saved it with just a kiss
dares me to wander how you fly without a cape
leaving supersonic trails in the cloudless sky

**close your eyes baby, let us turn around and jump
forget the wings and open the umbrella
like a feather i swing back and forth under your gravity
and you whisper to me    
"I am the gentlest letdown--"