a hand isn’t always there to hold, now is it?
when you need some lead
so  i’ll keep your words in my chest pocket
and keep ‘em on repeat

Confidence will be my burden
just watch that monkey swing
I have paid my fines, I’ve dug my gold up
and I found golden things

lovers leaving their mark on maple trees
reciprocity

I know a man who’s a song in a car
he’s lovely on the road
he’s warming when i’m cold

I know a man who’s a weed in a yard
He’s ugly, so I’m told
but he’s more beautiful than gold