I cannot seem to change in the arms of a river or
In the arms of a woman or the moon.
I won't behave.
Why can't the channel change?
In my heart lay a parenting flower that will bloom.
My belly's yellow.
You don't look up but make it up.
You make it up. You make it up until you know
There's nothing left to make up.
I cannot seem to breathe in this hallway near a river or Up late alone.
You make it up. You make it up. You make it up.