My thoughts
Crumpled like the covers of an unmade bed
The potential is there but
Lost in the present
Gone are the words to translate
My face, wet but weightless
The worry washed out my eyes and
Into the night
There is a moment where I hold nothing but myself
And then a moment more passes and I let her go too
Weightless
You don't have to understand, understand my way
I don't have to understand, understand their way
They don't have to understand, understand my way
We don't have to understand the same
There is a small garden under the table with a soft light
And the corners of this room
They're filled with drawers of dust-covered memories
In your mother's embrace, are you really there?
Do you really feel her love?
Line gone, stories remain
Line gone, stories remain
Revision it's lost
Your vision it's lost
You don't have to understand, understand my way
I don't have to understand, understand their way
They don't have to understand, understand my way
We don't have to understand the same
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