Learning to Be

Every word

That I’ve ever said

Is empty as air

Like gossamer thread

I come tumbling out

Of a single bed

To be with you again

And isn’t it strange

That the method I choose

Is a way to get close

But I get further from you?

I try to step away

But I am too scared to move

Like i I’m in love again

And when it’s over we go down to the streets

Feeling like models learning to be

Falling like leaves, falling like leaves

Falling like leaves, falling like leaves