Syncing

I touched your chest
And noticed we weren't in sync
So while you slept
I took the butter knife

Leaf and Breath

This pretty little land of candy
Lighting up what's fine and dandy
Lions jump and sing a song
Sheets of paper make it strong

Holding back and letting go
Strapping up, we never know
Mits of cloth just cover shoes
Tersely, stern, old, fat recluse

Full of love and what could be
Leave all those what could've been
Chant a song and say a verse
Sustain your awful-minded purse

Suits the hate yet more on joy
Use your vigor, you little boy
Zone out grief and enter light
Urban dreams and rural heights

Top it off with tearful songs
Sheets of paper made me strong
Urging me to just go on
Living life yet leaving wrong