Blame my eyes
Still too big for the world
Or mine thoughts
Still lightly naive,
But to my surprise
Still too big for the world
It is not
To my old life I grieve.
"It sounds hard" she said
Too small in this world
"I don't want it,
I choose to stay here"
But my love don't dread
When you're big for this world
You will find it
Less easy to fear
It's not all black ink
Filling in squares on a page
Or alarm clocks
Or ties and a suit
There's more than you see
Eyes too big for this world
When responsibility is yours
To hold
Feb 24, 2021
Feb 24, 2021 at 12:55 PM UTC
Blame my eyes
Still too big for the world
Or mine thoughts
Still lightly naive,
But to my surprise
Still too big for the world
It is not
To my old life I grieve.
"It sounds hard" she said
Too small in this world
"I don't want it,
I choose to stay here"
But my love don't dread
When you're big for this world
You will find it
Less easy to fear
It's not all black ink
Filling in squares on a page
Or alarm clocks
Or ties and a suit
There's more than you see
Eyes too big for this world
When responsibility is yours
To hold
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