Everything is on countdown
The apartment and the buds on the plants
Stubbornly surviving the drought cause they know what is coming
Now there's space in the room
And a space in the womb
With velvet pillows and soft boiled eggs
We built a nest of privilege
Keep up the good work
And time is a taker
Not a giver like I was told
Everyday I lose my son
Just to wake up to another one
And I walk in a haze with a glazed face
And a need for help to support my bones
Just continue it gets better
Curves and rules and letting go
If I keep this new one alive
It must be a deal that someone keeps me alive
Applaud me I'm eating
Applaud me I'm breathing
