let's leave it be
to let the sun speak the longest words
and the cold creep forward on spindle legs
with marbled eyes
and an absent tongue
I've tried to explain it
though I feel stripped of reasoning,
naked in the hands of humanity
I was enough once
at the innocence of beginnings
with marbled eyes
and shaking hands
I gauge your distance
and fall apart
like the rest of everything
again you fumble harshly with my slippery heart
blindly, as it were.

it's like arts and crafts
with broken glass
and metal shards of words
I'm sorry that I am weak
my heart, my worth
colors splayed in shredded paper
so use the canvas
that is my skin
as if I make more sense
with fingernails made of cotton
eyes of yarn
heart of wax
courtesy of your choice
I'm sorry that I am weak
and that I find the desperation
in the shaking hands of humanity
and that I point out the noises
that keep me awake at night
I'm sorry that I am weak
that I am scared
that I am young
I'm sorry that I am weak
that I live for a minute
and die to breathe your skin
I'm sorry that I am weak
I'm sorry that I am weak
that I want
that I breathe
that I love
that I tremble and blend
with the rest of everyone
and that we are never enough...
I am never enough
I am sorry
I am sorry
I am sorry that I am weak.

this is the reason
and here is why we fall apart
from the lies
in the heartbeats in our lips
we stem to reason
in the logic of a minute
hide me
please hide me
when you're digging for the razor
buried in the muscle of your heart
just break me down
and split me open
my blood holds all the answers
and I know we're okay
we're always okay.

the limit shatters me
and the cold collapses these lungs
I'll just hold your hand
it's all I have...
measuring tape replaces my bones
to gauge the numbers
that make us old and tall and fat
bottle after bottle
smile after song
and we're learning learning
to love just love
on the wings of what is simple
here's what we know
here's what we know
I'm holding your hand
and it's all I have
all I have.

we are midnight star-gazers
dressed in the clothes
of those less broken
our bodies wet with heavy rain
that breathes our names
in the silenced darkness
can we paint all these pictures
and smooth the canvas over our eyes and mouths
it's just a memory
it's just a memory
and I breathe it breathe it
breathe the canvas
to stretch it out
taught, over my face
until I just can't
breathe it breathe it
breathe the canvas anymore
breathe it breathe it
breathe the canvas anymore
you've always been the blinking red light
fading slowly in my rearview mirror
my option for reverse is gone
and all I've got is drive...
where the fuck are you?
my lonely headlights lead me on
my lonely headlights lead me on
and I just can't breathe it breathe it
breathe the canvas anymore.

I'm under a purple sky again
bruising, just bruising to breathe
as paper cuts my tongue
I can't escape your easy smile
a mouth full of words
determines the blue of my eyes
passion drowning my reason
and singeing the lining of my brain
I can't escape your easy smile
I can't escape your easy smile
or the simplicity of floating on
I'm bound heavy to this earth
while you live free in the sky
I'm not okay
I'm never okay
it's all just broken road
under my purple sky
under my purple sky.

it's just the touch of a finger
tracing over softly shaped lips
brushing thick hair from clouded eyes
slipping from ankle to thigh
and capturing seconds in sighs
we breathe easy in the mellow
as metal pressures skin
on the forehead of the new
I'm an experience waiting
to be born into your patient hands
frazzled and lonely
in the wake of a broken love
I am the result of my self-destruction
of Polaroids and darkened rooms
of too much sleep and stars in my eyes
my demise, the passion that burns me
through everything I do
intensity breathes my name
and sends me tripping lightly
into your gentle embrace
"Hello, we are alive and lovely"
take me in, just take me in
save me from these shattered prophecies
and sweep me slowly to higher ground
to laugh and play
and breathe and dream...
the common denominator
3+4 and 99
to break us down
and piece us together
I'm home and I'm okay
dancing slowly through the holes in your ears
if only to be
alive and lovely with you.