Skin and Bones
I woke up
with "go home" written backwards on my cheek
feeling like a cryptic crossword clue
like a jigsaw's missing piece

Staying up all night,
isn't going to make it last.
Worrying about it
isn't going to bring it back.
I feel like i am carrying water in my hands
if i could believe you, then I'd have a glass,

but i can't

We are just skin and bones and blood, without love, without love.

I want to rest where the trees grow tall
enough for men to feel small, enough, to think straight.
I want to say every kind word I've been thinking of
I want to do it without fear, I want to do it without shame,
I want to do it,
Every single day

We are just skin and bones and blood without love, without love
We Are just skin and bones and blood without love, without love
( I hope my God has a plan for me , for me,
I hope my God has a plan for me, for me..)