There Are a Lot of You

Our love was cut
From a cardboard box
So many have lived inside before us
And the ones we raised
And brought in from the rain
They have grown and gone

And I wanted to
Keep this alive
But I couldn't help my drifting eyes
And my mind became too open
Our family became broken
And our things became yours or mine

You have become a walking grave
Your bones buried inside your shape
Arrested by your fragile frame

I thought it would
Be easiеr for us to
Stand on four legs like a dog would
But I need to stand on two legs likе a man would

So don't let your hairs fall from you
And don't let your skin loosen from you
Because I could not be what I thought I could
Because all we thought we could change
Blew right up in my face
So don't waste your mind on blame
Because I'm not quite what I thought I was at all