But There's Still the Moon

The truth is all these rhymes Barely hold me together But I still try To bare it through the bad weather Winter's harsh sting So unforgiving Inside hiding It's okay, don't want to be seen But there's still the moon And I still really like the color blue And after the quiet comes I still have my baby's sleepy hum Losing what my hurt brings Keeping my worst thing to myself Losing what my hurt brings Keeping my worst thing to myself Leave my body with anyone but me I can't be responsible you see This whole time passing as a boss All the while just a little lost