something old i found.

i would not mind it if your grandpa's ghost woke me.
cause i know you loved him most, no i wouldn't be scared
on this couch with this aztec blanket wrapped around.
no, i'm good right here and the ticking of that paxil
clock ain't bothering me as much as i thought it would.

you don't know what this means
there's great magnitude here
but you can't see it. ohhhh
it's okay, it's okay, it's enough
that i feel safe.

she's happy, my friend, with you and i don't know
if you treat her good, but christ, how you've been mistreated
too. i try to relax, seeing your arms entwined in a basement.
whoami to judge your uneven love? perhaps all for the best,
you breaking her warmth over and over, is there even any
right way to be, ever?

you don't know what this means
there's great magnitude here
but you can't see it, man
it's okay, it's okay, it's good
that we never know how anything's gonna end.

or even that there's possibility for it to be without an end at all.