• speed.

    the wind is picking up
    we're drifting away
    a feather falling from a nest

    slowly.

    falling.

    you're the feather.
    i remain, watching you sink
    but to help you i need to hurt you

    stop.

    go.

    i'm the worst mother of the year
    you're just a confused child
    you need guidence

    stand.

    fly.

    you go west
    i'll head out east
    let's meet back in a year

    drift.