Mother I may, Father I fall
Summer the same, Winter the wall
Only the one, come when I call
Run in the rain, bury the ball
Steady the still, sorrow the seed
Lessen the load, nor do I need
Heavy the heart, favor the fair
Maybe the mouth, always the air,
but never the night.
Whether we will, whether we won't
Further away, farther to float
And I'm kissing in the corner,
And I'm wasting all your water
Measure a man, fasten the fist
Send me a saint, not one of this
More that I move, always away
Baby the blue, darling the day,
but never the night.
Couldn't we calm down,
I get so careless in another's arms
And I'm deeper into doubt,
Always nervous of how I harm
When love is only waiting for it to end.
Why does everything have to be so real?
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