The year came on like boulders
Crushing my unsteady shoulders
And I'm falling, I'm losing, I'm failing
Perhaps eventually
I'll come to terms with the hand I'm dealt
But April's just as bad as November
And I'm just as nervous as hell
Tell me I'm enough and that I matter here
Because there's nothing left to hold me
Unless you say the words
Remembering was the easy part
It's just hard for me to forget a lot
Talk is cheap, but it's all I can afford right now
And action scares me to death anyhow
Is this all there is, all there can be?
Because dear, this isn't living; this can't be living
Tell me I'm enough and that I matter here
Because there's nothing left to hold me
Unless you say the words
Remembering's the easy part
It's just hard for me to forget a lot
I hope one day you understand
Exactly what you mean to me
But I doubt that'll happen
So I'm going north in search of greener grasses
And oh good god I really hope I find them
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