I just want to say how lucky
I feel to be alive this year
In fact I've done a lot of thinking
I can't recall another time I grasped what it means to be alive
I would take all of my x's
Drawn in pen and left to dry
And make a pile to the ceiling
And burn a perfect effigy of what I've come to realize wasn't me
I don't have a boat to dock, a plane to land
Or an appearance to keep up
What I'm dealing with is love.
I won't need another pass, a safety net
Or even need a second chance
I'm not going to mess this up
Cause I wake up to a dream
With a perfect set of eyes
And a way with words I envy
The way I wish that I could write
And I'm never quite convinced that it would hurt if I got pinched
But I believe you.
And we're existing in a forum
With an open pair of minds
The best and worst together
An intersection of our lives
And I'm never quite convinced that it can get better than this
But you'll proceed to, so I believe you