I'll be the one
That stays 'till the end
And I'll be the one
That needs you again

And I'll be the one that proposes
In a garden of roses
And truly loves you long after our curtain closes

But will you still love me
When nobody wants me around
When I turn 81 and forget things
Will you still be proud?

Cause I am the one
That waited this long
And I am the one
That might get it wrong

And I'll be the one
That will love you
The way I'm supposed to, girl

But will you still love me
When nobody wants me around, around
When I turn 81 and forget things
Will you still be proud?

Proud of me, of my short list of accomplishments
Me and my lack of new news
Me and my selfishness
Or me and myself wish you nothing but a happy new version of you

Cause I, I want you to tell me you find it hard to be yourself so I can say,"It's gonna be alright."
And I want you to love me the way you love your family, the way you love to show me what it's like to be happy

The thoughts crowd me
Scratch at my mind,
A thousand crows fly around
It rains black,
Feathers float down
In slow motion like snow
Each different, unique,
They continue to fall.
My mind confused the feathers
Bloat out light of thought
Confusion,
Disorientation,
Am I losing my mind
I see a mirror dive though
Serine,
Calm,
Like after a storm,
The thoughts that scratched
Now flown away,
All that is left is a single feather,
A reminder that thoughts
Can claw, scratch at your mind
Consume you in darkness,
But wash it away,
And all that is left is you and a clam mind.