Blake September - Tripping

I Guess

I guess this is the part where my thoughts begin to spill
And now a spill would be completely normal
I need light, I need air
I need comfort from someone who's not there
A spark, a flame
Something birthed by air

Sat here so long the bugs ate a home out of me
The spiders built their webs on my face
The bees made a hive out of me
The wolves carved a den out of me
The gardeners dug a hole in me
And I fell down
I fell down
Just where I needed to be

I guess this is the part where my heart is not yours

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Writer(s): Blake Westerby
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