[ Featuring Nikki Jean ]
Lovely
Have I told you I'm so impatient?
What I meant is there's no escaping
I practiced my smile, laughing and singing
Protect you in between the span
Of my wings and
Heard y'all was flying to Mars, but
I think maybe y'all trying too hard, huh
I used to feel like a weirdo
'Cause it was so difficult
To be cheerful and
We trying to reach and explore
In case I can locate
Some supportive resources
Afford us the breath of existence before
Metamorphosis is more than just
Metaphor for next
I was watching my son play piano and
Thinkin' 'bout how we
Survived that avalanche
Lookin' down at these shoes
That I'm standin' in
I might be happy, this might be happenin'
All this love and all is lovely
Feels so good, can't take shit from me
I mean all our days, no storms, just sunny
It's sweet like honey, it's sweet, lovely
When I told you that a sad song was simple
What I meant was, the parts sound familiar
In the dark, watch you dance with your shadow
Loneliness feel like it's sharp
Enough to kill you
But even when you got somebody to build with
Won't automatically promise it's solid
Keeping my feet planted firm in my footprint
Learning to look through the clouds
When they crowd it
When the thunder hit's louder than hunger
Start running for cover
Cut off and block numbers
I honestly wonder if I'm
Just trapped under the
Thumb of the weather or whatever's up there
Trying to use all my colors to paint with
I flew up to space just to find isolation
So I'll be the starlight
That started tonight
Gotta love myself, so I can love you right
Right?
All this love and all is lovely
Feels so good, can't take shit from me
I mean all our days, no storms, just sunny
It's sweet like honey, it's sweet, lovely
Jeg ved at når jeg dør, så sker der ingenting
For ligesom at jeg ikke eksisterede
Før jeg blev født
Så kommer jeg heller ikke til at
Eksistere når jeg er død
Og jeg ved at det betyder at jeg hverken
Kommer til at tænke eller føle noget
Når jeg først er død
Og det er selvfølgelig en ret
Deprimerende tanke at have
Men jeg har heller ikke lyst til
At leve mit liv og lades
Som om der er noget som jeg
Godt ved der ikke er
Og slet ikke når det kommer til døden
Så på nogen måde så føler jeg
Mig egentlig lidt heldig fordi jeg
Er så bevidst om hvad det er
Jeg har i mit liv
Og hvad jeg så ikke har når jeg er død
Fordi så behøver jeg ikke gå og måle livet på
Langs og vente på hvad der er for enden
Fordi det ved jeg godt
Og i stedet for så kan jeg holde mit fokus på
Hvad det er jeg vil have ud af det
Mens jeg har det