It’s ok in the end…

No one knows where to put the places they’re most frightened of

Or when it comes to you if I’ll ever be able to just let go

But in the distant self there’s a still small voice whispering

Telling each of us it’s all gonna be ok

And in the noontime when gravity has its way with the world

We believe we are so balanced in the status quo that fucks us all

Look up to the evening moon and hope in her cycles and tides

Cuz it’s all gonna be okay

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