This is all I have and

in the end

it's just me and I can choose a melody

that I can hum all day

while you're away

 

I can dig a hole and hide inside

I can burst and burn everything I called home

but none of this undoes

that you are gone

 

And it's not all or nothing

it's something

just need a frame to put it in it's place

 

I lift my head and risk a look outside

and at first everything seems perfectly right

but then it turns all upside down

and I'm the clown

 

So I put on my red red nose

and the shoes I wear are way too big for me

and there's no smile upon my face

fallen from grace

 

And it's not all or nothing

it's something

just need a frame to put it in its place

 

 

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