Don't know if I would fight about my love for you
I know I am not always sane,
but what if I can't do someone else something good.
Walking over water
hoping to remember
what was worth in trying
to see the same log falling
silently passing
the gap in between the windows
waiting for all sounds
you will be among them
Want to find a way to keep up with
wild horses and split branches.
Wait to see where my heart goes
it's not dancing
it's crawling
And standing on the table
trying to bend the river
drawing dotted lines
looking out for the beginning
shine like paper
push me into strangers
picturing a child
sleeping on a pony
head full of water
I'm dreaming of ice
you've got something to trust in
when nothing is falling down