Good Grief

Thought of shrinking down and balancing the world on a pair of strings
Thought of feeling deathly, afraid I might be sinking, is that a shame?
Married to the earth
Forced my hands inside the ground, thinking
This life was afforded to us
Oh divinity! Hold me close inside a dream!
In a sense we are synonymous

And maybe, this grief can be good
Grief can be good

For a love that wouldn't bloom
It's cold - it's uninviting
Keep an eye on you recovering
Get a load of me pretending
I'm cold, but kind of like it
Get a load of me discovering

Fortune won't be found
I don't believe in blue skies
Or mother rain
Floating high above us
The mystery that both of
Our lives have changed
Given to the earth
Forced my hands inside the ground, thinking
This life was afforded to us
Oh divinity! Hold me close inside a dream!
In a sense we are synonymous

And maybe, this grief can be good
Grief can be good

For a love that wouldn't bloom
It's cold - it's uninviting
Keep an eye on you recovering
Get a load of me pretending
I'm cold, but kind of like it
Get a load of me discovering