I am losing my sense of play And you are helping me reclaim it And you are helping me lay down my arms And welcome the previously unwelcome We are shape-shifters and partners in crime And I am not running from you And you are not running from me And I am red and you are green And younger than you think or seem You might just fill or break On a path made by a glacier's weight And your feet are covered in water
I am losing my sense of play And you are helping me reclaim it