Are you right about everything It's all the maps that we have mistaken for the world Sharp pieces of science that cut into our skin Are they right about
Painted skies and shining stars reminds us of the hours that we spent at the dining room table drawing pictures of nothing important Everything we loved
I've been thinking all day, sitting by this window, remembering how the smile on your face could make me blush And I can't comprehend how someone with
If there was a time and a place to let go of this heart, it's right now it's always It's not fair, it still hurts I pretend that she asks, "Do you know
I can still remember the picture on the postcard (that you sent me) of green fields and silos And I used to pretend that I could see you just like you
The sun falls on my eyes and I'm struggling to reason why everybody smiles Am I the only one who feels this way at all Is someone too proud to let it
This space starts out empty and I know it can't hurt more than it already does And it all falls down around me and hits me in the face and falls onto
