What if I knew what I was
what if it had to be gone
what if it found me as I gave myself to those deep sea darks

What if this chest was a bed
for all the fears and whispers if fed
what if I could be a tree
for all the birds and butterflies

what if the swift knew my song
what if she hummed it while the moon was gone
what I knew what I have is not a storm that will pass

what if my head was a wound
what if my wound could bloom

what if I told you it moves inside my head
what if I told you there are more who share this frame

what if I knew I am lost
what if these words were never mine
what if I was too plain for that buttefly
what if I knew this life is but a dream passing by

what if I can’t change the time
what if my season doesn’t come

what if I told you it moves inside my head
what if I told you there are more who share this frame