I know there are some people who will be hurt
when I slip from these narrow overhead beams
Sometimes they’re in the way, and sometimes they evade
and sometimes they bring me back up and they don’t let me down again
And I never spend enough time with them
and I don’t realise how kind they really are
And I do not ever look them in the eye and tell them
how different things would be if they weren’t there

And then there are some people who bring the best out in me
and the dark side writhes away in the presence of humility
And those people are the ones who help me feel human
they hide my doubts just by saying I’ve done something right
And there was a time when I was a prat
and I did not deserve the kindness of those close to me
Once I felt joy over the illness of another
but now I can proudly say that I have not been like that for a very long time

All the mistakes that I have made
sometimes leave me feeling vain
but I don’t want to make any more
I don’t want to drown this close to the shore

Old Reaper sulking, black dogs barking
leaves are falling, moss is growing
within these bones

And if you knew what you mean to me
you could take all my hopes and torch these combustible leaves
or you could water the soil in my garden
and we could unearth our kinship and watch it grow
I would like to ask you for your opinion
but I know that you deserve someone much better
Someone who will go first when you begin to sink
someone who will plummet before you are willing to open your eyes

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