What it means for you to be here while the world is freaking out
To make a pot of coffee and let me cry it out
So much time, so much time
I've been feeling sad, like pieces are at a core
And I just don't want to shoot that beautiful bird
So much time, so much time
No sad is too sad, no hurt too much
No pain too heavy, pretty scars to touch
No light is too bright, no laughter too deep
No secret too small for me to keep
I've been feeling for your five year old self shut up in your room
Feeling unseen and unheard as a handle of a broom
Or your twelve year old believing in a field of wild horses, sh-
Trying to find your father in a sea of other voices
I have so much time for you, so much time
And no sad is too sad, no hurt too much
No pain too heavy, pretty scars to touch
No light is too bright, no laughter too deep
No secret too small for me to keep
Feel it all, feel it all
Feel it all, feel it all
It doesn't matter if you're real, doesn't matter if you're old
A sapling just beginning or an oak tree wise and bold
And what it means for you to be here, like the wind provides relief
An ocean of forgiveness and an ocean full of grief
So much time, so much time
No sad is too sad, no hurt too much
No pain too heavy, pretty scars to touch
No light is too bright, no laughter too deep
No secret too small for me to keep
Feel it all, feel it all
Feel it all, feel it all