Cats and dogs are raining
There are tidal waves and earthquakes
But I can feed myself
And I can feed myself

While communicating
There are viruses and updates
Do I delete myself
Do I believe myself

Oh

Stories in the telling
There are lines I want to throw away
Did I repeat myself
Did I repeat myself

Love and sense is making
There are rhymes and time to make mistakes
So I can please myself
If I release myself

Oh

There was a date, an address
And a heightened fear of things that haven’t happened yet
It could be one of those days
It could be one of those nights

Nights, a tender mess
It was a moment to remember what I can’t forget
It could be one of those days
It could be one of those nights

Honeymoon is waning
There are werewolf and vampire tales
But I can scream for help
And I can see myself

Mum and dad were shaming
The scenarios are worst case
But I can free myself
I free myself

There was a date, an address
And a darkened fear of things that haven’t happened yet
It could be one of those days
It could be one of those nights

Nights, some tenderness
It was a moment to remember what I can’t forget
It could be one of those days
It could be one of those nights