Have I forgotten how to be alone?
I blame you
Your colors in my mood
Your body in my room
To be a bird and tuck my head into my feathered neck
Watch all the world turn black, wish I could live like that
But you keep breaking me apart
You keep making me a part
And I'm too tired to fight
Your fabric in my heart
Fabric was produced by Half Waif.
I write a lot about the line between independence and interdependence. How do we maintain our sense of self when by design, in the relationships we form, we are being continuously woven into the fabric of other people? This song is about someone you love drawing you out of yourself and bringing you...