WE'LL DO IT ALL
EVERYTHING
ON OUR OWN
WE DON'T NEED
ANYTHING
OR ANYONE
IF I LAY HERE
IF I JUST LAY HERE
WOULD YOU LIE WITH ME AND JUST FORGET THE WORLD?
I DON'T QUITE KNOW
HOW TO SAY
HOW I FEEL
THOSE THREE WORDS
ARE SAID TOO MUCH
THEY'RE NOT ENOUGH
AND IF I LAY HERE
IF I JUST LAY HERE
WOULD YOU LIE WITH ME AND JUST FORGET THE WORLD?
FORGET WHAT WE'RE TOLD
BEFORE WE GET TOO OLD
SHOW ME A GARDEN THAT'S BURSTING INTO LIFE
LET'S WASTE TIME
CHASING CARS
AROUND OUR HEADS
AND IF I LAY HERE
IF I JUST LAY HERE
WOULD YOU LIE WITH ME AND JUST FORGET THE WORLD?
FORGET WHAT WE'RE TOLD
BEFORE WE GET TOO OLD
SHOW ME A GARDEN THAT'S BURSTING INTO LIFE
ALL THAT I AM
ALL THAT I EVER WAS
IS HERE IN YOUR PERFECT EYES, THEY'RE ALL I CAN SEE
I DON'T KNOW WHERE
CONFUSED ABOUT HOW AS WELL
JUST KNOW THAT THESE THINGS WILL NEVER CHANGE FOR US AT ALL
AND IF I LAY HERE
IF I JUST LAY HERE
WOULD YOU LIE WITH ME AND JUST FORGET THE WORLD?

I WOKE UP FROM THE SAME DREAM:
FALLING BACKWARDS, FALLING BACKWARDS
'TIL IT TURNED ME INSIDE OUT.
NOW I LIVE A WAKING LIFE
OF LOOKING BACKWARDS, LOOKING BACKWARDS;
A MODEL CITIZEN OF DOUBT.
UNTIL ONE DAY I HAD ENOUGH
OF THIS EXERCISE OF TRUST.
I LEANED IN AND LET IT HURT,
AND LET MY BODY FEEL THE DIRT.
WHEN I BREAK PATTERN, I BREAK GROUND.
I REBUILD WHEN I BREAK DOWN.
I WAKE UP MORE AWAKE THAN I'VE EVER BEEN BEFORE.
STILL I'M PINNED UNDER THE WEIGHT
OF WHAT I BELIEVED WOULD KEEP ME SAFE.
SO SHOW ME WHERE MY ARMOR ENDS,
SHOW ME WHERE MY SKIN BEGINS.
LIKE A FINAL PUZZLE PIECE
IT ALL MAKES PERFECT SENSE TO ME…
THE HEAVINESS THAT I HOLD IN MY HEART BELONGS TO GRAVITY.
THE HEAVINESS THAT I HOLD IN MY HEART'S BEEN CRUSHING ME.
I'VE BEEN WORRIED ALL MY LIFE,
A NERVOUS WRECK MOST OF THE TIME.
I'VE ALWAYS BEEN AFRAID OF HEIGHTS,
OF FALLING BACKWARDS, FALLING BACKWARDS.
I'VE BEEN WORRIED ALL MY LIFE.
'TIL ONE DAY I HAD ENOUGH
OF THIS EXERCISE OF TRUST.
I LEANED IN AND LET IT HURT,
LET MY BODY FEEL THE DIRT.
WHEN I BREAK PATTERN, I BREAK GROUND.
I REBUILD WHEN I BREAK DOWN.
I WAKE UP MORE AWAKE THAN I'VE EVER BEEN BEFORE.
STILL I'M PINNED UNDER THE WEIGHT
OF WHAT I BELIEVED WOULD KEEP ME SAFE.
SO SHOW ME WHERE MY ARMOR ENDS,
SHOW ME WHERE MY SKIN BEGINS.
LIKE A FINAL PUZZLE PIECE,
IT ALL MAKES PERFECT SENSE TO ME…
THE HEAVINESS THAT I HOLD IN MY HEART BELONGS TO GRAVITY.
THE HEAVINESS IN MY HEART BELONGS TO GRAVITY.