(Everything works, everything works)
(Everything works, everything works)
How is it you people like just living and playing around?
How am I supposed to talk to you?
Yet
For some reason
When love exists
There's a heaven in my chest
Whenever see all of you
My heart beats so fast
What is that called? That's anxiety
Right?
How do you all cope with it every day?
In a certain sense
I think you all are truly amazing
Well
Babies usually cry every day
Don't they?
Ah
But there's one kid who laughs every day
So
Please let me stay here a while longer
I won't be a bother
There's a songbird (tweet tweet) and more kinds of flowers than I can count
A tiny little stream
And just the thin air here
Sure
I'd been interested
But I'd never really known much about it
It's so nice
Isn't it?
Is that thing called "loss
" and the thing after it called "grief"?
In a certain sense
You all really are truly amazing
Aren't you?
But what's this? Oh
Don't worry about me
I guess I just suddenly thought of myself as a baby
Why do you call that "cute?"
Oh
Right
It's because our cheeks are so squishy
I want to live my entire life just growing those things out
What am I confusing?
Me? It's not like that!