Dear Universe

Let’s shut ourselves up in an empty room
With just some colour for the walls and our bodies’ tunes
We’ll paint everything we can’t keep inside
Things that can’t be hidden but can’t be vocalized
Not representations
Of how we feel
But rather explanations
Of what to us is real

Dear Universe
I’ve still got a lot of growing up to do
And I know I don’t have to explain
Because you know exactly what I’m going through
One day I’ll stop being silly and selfish
Learn to play with whatever I’m dealt with
So bear with me a while
I’m just feeling a little bit blue

Strangers on a train was my fantasy
Anything that’d give me a taste of some mystery and intrigue
Walking down streets on crisp cold nights
Looking into any window that exhaled light
Speculating
Painting fiction in my mind
Separating
The reason from the rhyme

Dear Universe
I’ve still got a lot of growing up to do
And I know I don’t have to explain
Because you know exactly what I’m going through
One day I’ll stop being silly and selfish
Learn to play with whatever I’m dealt with
So bear with me a while
I’m know you’ve tasted this too

Lets drink coffee and talk about social policy
Existential angst, pop culture and philosophy
Environmentalist righteousness and indie pretension
Academic posturing and strained comprehension
Laughing, disguised as debating
Trying out fresh new bullshit lines
Commiserating
About belonging to this thing known as human kind

And when we realize we’re living in a cliché
Does that give you comfort, does that give you faith
The fact that typical has always been saved
And the fact that typical always remains
Nevermind, sit with me, watch the rain and write bad poetry
Haiku’s about me loving you loving me

I’m not altogether sure about these values I cling to
And I’m afraid that my planet will never be renewed
To be honest, I don’t have many well formed opinions
I’m terrified, a victim of human condition
I wonder sometimes if I’m just a
Distorted reflection of what I’ve been sold
And I wonder sometimes
If all I know is what I’ve been told

Dear Universe
I’ve still got a lot of growing up to do
And I know I don’t have to explain
Because you know exactly what I’m going through
One day I’ll stop being silly and selfish
Learn to play with whatever I’m dealt with
So bear with me a while, bear with me a while, bear with me a while
Bear with me

Dear Universe
I’ve still got a lot of growing up to do
And I know I never really did have to explain
Because you’ve always seemed to know what I’ve been going through
One day I’ll stop being so silly and selfish
Learn to play with whatever I’m dealt with
So bear with me a while
I’m still so goddamn in love with you