F(UCK)ear is stupid, and so am I(T)

she speaks with a different hue

the color of gold and blue

she sees through the silver line

I fall for her every time

 

the trees

the lights

the city’s on fire

the wires

the tides

they keep her aligned

 

she shines and shivers

at the sign of the times

she likes to discover

the sound of a smile

 

and she’s mine