I can't change the world for you, my love
Can't even carve a bird from wood
Never mind you, all those crazy ways I've thought of
For you it does change- how the world, wants your back
To stay the same means beauty and something you are not
means chains to borders, blinders and all other above
but you are not
the most beautiful, you are standing there before me
sheepish, humored, and armored
for this reason love, I cannot change your mind
For you it does change the world watches closely as your back
to face and change
we stay the same to clarify the beauty here
is something i cannot bare
for you i wish the stars would light the way
through the clearing, you have made way on a path
but i know too well that you will have to carry this
through and through so long that soon
try to forget me to go after who you want
what you need and wait it out, until when
tomorrow it will get better and i get well
running on this energy i'm drowning
in this shallow pond
i pull my sails from the oceans, wading
carved out small boats and set them up
For you it does change
the world, wants your back
to stay the same means beauty and
something you are not
i wish i didn't want to ask
i don't mind whether you will come back
Grace us, let us, hold me in your arms - only time can recover all things rough, skin torn away from flesh. i cannot protect you from this paper crane
i am just a small change, waiting.
cooed love cause birds are only simple things
i cannot bare the thought, the world beating down on you
For you it does change
the world, wants your back
to stay the same means beauty and
something you are not
while all the while my heart keeps skipping
with every step made towards the door
without a hand to help me weave
untangled aren't the words
you left once time failed me without
you're gracefully repeating this
For you it does change
the world, wants your back
to stay the same means beauty and
something you are not
You are not so beautiful you cannot
please yourself and I can't pull you out
make you change the ways of which you navigate
pressure onto yourself
heavy weights are waiting on you
to be lifted off, you're back
and all the miniatures i gifted you were not of help
you cannot fight the bravest bull or make untamed animals manageable
my bounds are breaking, this is the breach
i could not hope for anyone more beautiful than you
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