Paperweight

A paperweight to a giant
 is not the mountain that is to me.
 Gravity's coming short again
 he's my best friend.
 And I'm becoming more self-reliant
 but like the paper I just weighted lay,
 for you to mend my wicked way.
 This is the part of the letter.
 This is the sad good-bye.
 In the timing of our lives.
 In the timing of our lives.
 This is the part of the letter.
 This is the sad good-bye.
 In the timing of our lives.
 In the timing of our lives.
 A paperweight to a giant
 is not the mountain that is to me.
 Gravity's coming short again
 he's my best friend.
 And I'm becoming more self-reliant
 but like the paper I just weighted lay,
 for you to mend my wicked way.
 This is the part of the letter.
 This is the sad good-bye.
 In the timing of our lives.
 In the timing of our lives.
 This is the part of the letter.
 This is the sad good-bye.
 In the timing of our lives.
 In the timing of our lives.
 This is the part of the letter.
 This is the sad good-bye.
 In the timing of our lives.
 In the timing of our lives.