Rachel, I'm sad now and it's too hard to listen
My mind's still a prison and I'm learning
To trust you when I go now and I'll hold you to some distance
My heart's still in schisms and I don't know how to live without
Whipping my clouds
And skipping my Christmases
My days could be numbered with notes made of letters
And I know that you love me
But loving's not enough
It's not how I planned it
But life has some raw stuff
Rachel I'm sad now and it's too hard to listen
I'll stay quiet while you're learning
To take your time and take the weight off your stride
While you learn how to live without
Whipping your clouds
And skipping your Christmases
Your days feel so numbered when he's in letters
And I know that you love him
But loving's not enough
It's not how you planned it
But life has some raw stuff
I'll stay quiet now