march to march
the light and the sun above
us are in the same position
but we’re different
the atmosphere keeps us here
a sphere of safety
given unconditionally
where all the things can be
and listen to the beat, it seems to be
holding me down, i don’t want to
fly away, but i feel that way
even with my atmosphere
they say i shouldn’t interfere
but i’m floating away, farther each
day to a place I don’t know and don’t
want to go, take my hand be my beat
keep me safe but let me go
keep me with you, i won’t forget you

if i called you
i think i would say hi
would I say,
"it's me,"
or
my name?
I think you'd know..
but then again,
you hear many voices .

or maybe I'd call
and hear you say
"Hello?"
and hang up.
Just so that I could
hear your voice
cuz
I don't get to do that.

I've become obsessed with
payphones
My phone doesn't work and
I know your number
all I need is a quarter
and some courage.
At  least I know I have a quarter.

I get exhausted loving things
if we can't make it, how can they
future front doors
and crying in the car

sea of sky
sky to sea
wish to die,
come with me

shades of blue and pink
touched by yellow,
graced by green
soft, and subtle
perfect and clean

you're not outside the window
patterns of wind and water
it seems up but it's not, we revolve around it
turning around and looking down,
wondering what's home

hit the clouds and keep moving
you're always on repeat
i can't live without it
i can't live without it
i can't live without it