If I were ever given the chance
To touch the sky with my unworthy hands,
I would put the stars back in their correct places,
Because night's jewels should be showing all your faces,
For you friends are the truest beauty
I've ever known

am I good enough?
the answer is not
'I must work until I am'
or 'who am I to tell'
or 'but everyone else is better'
the answer is just 'yes'.

why not just be for each other

how desperately I would like to be a failure
and for someone to take me away from here
for I have never had a great sadness
and I do not know how that feels
I would love for nothing to depend on me
to let my poor sorry soul heal
for people to command 'just be happy'
and at last I can think of what's real
so take me, drive me in a car
to the west and east in our wheels
with nothing but you and my heart
and nothing but wind in my ears.