She sat beside me in a cloud of smoke, Ash falling to my knees like a tree that just gave up on standing straight And finally lay its head on the ground. I am tired of feeling rooted in an earth I no longer believe in; Tired of climbing trees to defy gravity and I know I can't win. Not this fight, nor the next, or even a game of poker as my lips Just can't stand being straight.
I am that fallen tree and sometimes I forget to breathe, Leaving each breath like my car keys you tell me I don't need. Who needs the earth when I have you landscaped before me? These foundations are ours and you build me these walls Just so I can knock them down.
I'm destructive like that, we are indestructible like that So lets take a page from my book and draw ourselves a map Right to this moment in time, Where I whisper *"I've fallen for the girl, and you know what? It's fine."