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The air that sits in your lungs
in your empty space
It fills you up and you conduct
electricity
Oh, the muscles and tendons and water
move currents
and they carry you back to me
You’ve been reading every book on positivity
Half the point of all of this getting what you need
I don’t want to hear about the possibility
The fluctuations in your body keep you neck straight
and your posture upright. Your lungs fill up.
And they keep you walking straight in the night or in the day
and your measurements can’t be off
You’ve been seeing everything in blue and green and red
Half the point of coming home is knowing what you had
I don’t want to be the one to say that this is it
You can feel it now if you breathe in
You have no idea what it’s doing to you
You will find you can’t control your
pulse or where your eyes are moving
Innocence is what you’re losing, oh…