The Fine Art of Falling
I could lie here for a day
Tongue tied and out classed
Never missing their world
That used to be my life
And I can't remember
What it was
That I always wanted
But it should have always
Should have always
Should have always been
This rhyme and reason
Not withstanding
Folded into beauty
And if I hold this here forever
I will never drown
And when I loose my ground
I can always remember
This is my reason
This is my reason
You are my reason to stay
This rhyme and reason
Not withstanding
Folded into beauty
And if I hold this here forever
I will never drown
I have shed this dry hard shell
Traded its comfort for your eyes
Played with denial
And then denied my own defenses
It's no longer a part of me
These questions, insecurities
You will always be
You will always be
The most magnificent creation
Creation, creation, creation, creation