Swallows get caught in your throat
trying to escape the cat.
Feathers are ticklish,
the cat's grip is vicious,
is this how we've come to say that
the cat got your tongue,
the cat got your tongue,
because you thought
you could swallow winged lies.
The hunter inside
always finds its pride
in the throat where the swallow choked.

if ideas are lightbulbs,
my house is dark.
if ideas are fires,
mine has lost a spark.
if ideas are paintings,
my canvas is blank.
if ideas are boats,
mine just sank.

Some people
Make you feel like home
In their arms
You can pretend you don't have
Those feelings
For that person
With that eyes
And that face
And that voice
That feels good

Even if you barely know them
It doesn't matter what they do
They are safe
They are every good feeling in this world
They are love
In their arms
You can escape
Escape reality
For a few seconds
Because you are
Comfortable
Safe
Home
Even if you can't
Can't love them
If you aren't supposed to

But it's something about
That one person
Those eyes
Hiding everything i want
Like nothing else
Those lips
Have that thing that just
Makes me want to kiss them
Like nobody else
That hair
And the way it flicks around her pretty face
In a messy ponytail

You can act like it isn't there
And make everyone believe it
Yoú can believe it, convince yourself
But still
I just want
Her
Those eyes staring in mine
Those lips making out with me
That hair to be played with by my fingers
That i was the one to touch her cheekbones
To be the one to speak her name as mine

Just for
Her
All i ever wanted
You have felt the same
Haven't you

But
You
Can't
Feel
Like
home
There

i cannot
keep going on
please forgive me.