Just Don't Serve Them Tea

I borrow, inclination to borrow

Naturally sorrow, no guaranteeing tomorrow

Even with the front door open it's often that you're not fine

The fire lurking in every corner, singeing the hairs up your spine

Beyond your agency the wind keeps it alive

And how we fight to let our fears subside

The lines are uncomfortably long and

Pacing is easy but buying is hard

If it was a certainty you would crush me in your arms

I'd still fight for every minute of my deafening fire alarm

I'm getting whiplash from the years that keep speeding by

Fighting the gravity again and again and again

They come and go but they won't be staying here

Don't serve them tea or anything like that

Don't serve them tea, only you can drink

Don't serve them tea or anything like that

Only you can drink