If it Can, it Will

There's a storm coming in from the south
You are scared to open up your cotton mouth
But you look with such conviction as you turn to me and lie
You said the moment we are born we start to die

So I said we'd better go inside the house
I think I heard some thunder from those clouds
And my body isn't ready to decay right now
Besides our dinner isn't gonna eat itself

I have wrinkles on the creases of my laugh
I have freckles on my fingers from the sun
I am pouring milk in coffee and I'm leaving all the fat
And my body is ok with that

There's an oak tree at the bottom of the hill
It has lost a few good branches to the wind
Do you remember when I asked you if it could live still
You said
If it can, it will

If it can
If it can
If it can, it will



Credits
Writer(s): Sophie Leggett
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