you can't fly away, electric bird

story re-writes
(mine)

beneath the surface of love
interlocking webs lie
tangled and varied in direction
latching on and letting go

sometimes the synapse fires
inducing benevolence
belief
at other ends the water leaks in
laced in doubt
as we begin to sink

miles pass between us
even while sitting side by side
and the soul is seen waving
mailing a postcard home

wish we weren't still here

then we struggle upstream
break the mold while wet
unformed
and we carve our initials
into the glued up cracks
repairs from the fall

the fog will return again
our feet slipping off stones
and on better days
the parachute opens

no one ever said it would be easy
slips
because some cliches
write themselves
indelible

so we memorize and fluctuate our tones
remind each other we are electricity
that we begin to connect
only when we let each other
disengage

electric bird (live, video) ~ sia
electric bird ~ sia