see her stand at the edge of the shore
following where smaller footsteps have walked before
racked with nostalgia, light from a billion years ago
hear her cry out - there must be something more
than this

the only thing I have known
for a hundred years or more
is floating out to sea
the smallest I can be
when all the stars have lined up
in front of me
deciding what are we
the smallest I can be

the monsters in my head, they’re the ones that I should fear
they make me hold my tongue: “swallow your words my dear”
they escape from the mirror and whisper in my ear
hold my heart at bay, tell all I am to disappear
just disappear

the only thing I have known
for a hundred years or more
is floating out to sea
the smallest I can be
when all the stars have lined up
in front of me
deciding what are we
the smallest I can be

see her stand at the edge of the shore
following where smaller footsteps have walked before
racked with nostalgia light from a billion years ago
hear her cry out - there must be something more
than this

watch the nightmares follow me out of my sleep
listening to the same songs stuck on repeat
when all the constellations are mapped out on my skin
somebody answer me - how do I begin?
how do I begin?

the only thing I have known
for a hundred years or more
is floating out to sea
the smallest that I can be
when all the stars have lined up
in front of me
just you wait and see
the smallest I can be