The Softest Touch

It often feels conflicting
 Writing about the same thing
 Pass out, wake up repeating
 The future isn't ending
 It often gets defeating
 Always drawing the same conclusions
 The world is overheating
 Pretty soon we'll be swimming out here
 Sat on the floor repeating
 What you're doing is really helping
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 The world is overheating
 Sat on the floor repeating
 That you are really helping
 By rolling up a green thing
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 I don't do well
 Knowing the days are a number
 Telling myself
 To do my part as I try to
 Eat plants, sleep well
 Inhale, exhale and we'll get there
 Over the hill
 We will grow older together
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 I know you're going through a little darkness
 Your mind bracing for impact from the fall
 Forget the story lurking at the surface (don't you know?)
 When summer comes, the sun will heal us all