our passions are starting to unattached

You’re the eyes of the places I couldn’t reach

You’re the eucalyptus between the havoc

You illuminate, mesmerized every evening

But I’m a tornado circling your house

Would you have still hung around?

Would you have still picked up the flower (after the rain stopped)?

You’ll see, I am those problems

I know it feels bad, but my egos are rad

‘cause I just hope (you’re at ease in being east)

After that (you could play with my soul forever)

‘cause I’m olay to waste it, but your time will swallow

You’ve talked a lot of dreams, keys, and phrases

And I’ve seen you making colors,

You’re even throwing glitters between my nerves

So let me stay to see me be consistent

Because I’ve always wanted a home where you’ll flourish

Help me, it’s fading