- before midnight
i suppose something as grand and as worthless
has to be preserved, can't be forgotten
and if we counted all the ways that i can try to just walk away from this
i don't think i'd be exhaustive
even if i spared the time to try and fix what's deep inside
i don't think i could manage this on my own
my own time, i think i need a little help from outside
- breathing
tucked me in
slow breeze deep
i'm trying to breathe, but it won't come out
and i hope this ain't the way it's supposed to be
pressure on my feet as they drag me out to the sandbar
wish i could stand up, but i'm just trying to stay afloat
- cursed
echoes of a dark room
i remember a late night
i was told not to disturb while the crying was inevitable
invisible, i heard
a ghost of old pasts
something scared you to your bones
when you walked in front of the yard
- dream
one step at a time, i'll take back towards you
feeling the strained and tired skin
wanting to hide it
and if i've got some glaring flaws
know that i'm trying to make it worth it to get through
and if i feel painful, whether it's my voice or what i do
- half-remembered
i want to remember what you love most about me
maybe that will make me someone better
i can't bet everything on memories
i know i have to make some things new
cause when you tell me that it ain't enough to sing half-remembered songs
i feel that in my lungs when i try to speak
if you ask me why i'm being quiet
- hiding
we've been going along this road
shaking in my feet
it's going farther than i planned to
wondering why i'm using the moonlight to hide my fears
going away, i'm hoping that it won't be so severe
the punishment, the loneliness
i close my eyes
- my conquest is the sea of stars
softly walking before i step forward
wondering where i should be
all this time and i'm supposed to have
something to show for it
and if you're resting, this still fits in the corner of your mind
willy whispers in your hair tell you to rest or be bothered by it
- remind me
and i feel something like inevitability
washing between my feet, i felt it then that april, or that may
i know it feels alone
i ain't got no pretense, no cover to hold you
yeah, i've just got this voice
and when it gets too cold and the blinds aren't enough to shield your eyes
just know that the winter ain't as bad, once you acclimate
- sails
maybe i did too much
i was just trying to fit in
i wish i fixed myself more before i came across this place
i wish i mastered the soft sounds
i wish i remembered the soft ways
and if i could still count the pieces i see that touched me