Then I see it's all just an illusion
My irons too low I need to sit a while for now
And if I drown
You can't save me
Cause I can swim just fine
I can swim just fine
So just look at the sky with me
Cry with me underneath your tree
Cause everything's just what you make it out to be
Sit with me underneath your tree
And think about what you came out to be
All that we came out to be
Sometimes all the wrong just comes out words
So sit with me underneath your tree
Like we aren't seeing differently
