Language

That second guess is dangerous

Tell it like it is

My kids should not know language

That shit is toxic

And it's not just what you're saying

It's the tone you put it in

Silence can be draining

Silence can be painful

The silence can be bliss

It's probably just placebo

But still it works the same

Just one touch can equal everything I've bled for

And everything I'm made

I'm sorry I'm excited

I get jitties in my face

Whatever that you lose or you gain or you make

You're the moon, you're the moon

That controls the waves

I feel like some of us

Never have to change

Carried by the wind

Is a beautiful thing

Not to have