Now I know why I'm not allowed to write in the morning. Cuz that's when you're most potent. Last night you told me it could've been different and I told you that we couldn't go back and change that. And all I was really thinking was that if I fell in, would you catch me or watch me sink? And the part that really confuses me is I can't imagine it either way.  I can imagine the sun setting on some foreign rolling hill or torrents of rain pouring down in a bright blue sky but, I can't imagine you catching me or letting me drown. And that's why I don't think this is something planned. This isn't even something that was meant to happen. Darker nights and softer lullabies send me to sleep faster than you do. Don't mention it, I'll be gone before morning, now just do your part and get out of my head.