Something Familiar

What’s the harm in a lullaby?

My curls tucked under your chin

Your face smells like clementines

And sunkissed, summery skin

What’s the hurt in a nursery rhyme?

Match the rhythm of this chair

Forward, backward, line by line

Til I fall into something familiar

Past the part with the crosses and creeds

And the part when those pacified me

I’m a bird now, collecting my seeds

All that I need is

Something steady, and stable

A story, a table

Something I can hold onto that holds me, too

Something old that can always be new

What’s the rush into letting go

After years spent on the run?

Take the heart of the place you called home,

Hold it tight as you’re coming undone

Past the part with the crosses and creeds

And the part when those pacified me

Past the days when I cursed them with ease

And the day they were suddenly me

Through the year I spent down on my knees

Through the part when I lost my belief

I’m a bird now, just give me peace

All that I need is

Something steady, and stable

A cradle, a fable

Something I can hold onto that holds me, too

Something old that can always be new

I’m just a bird

Collecting my seeds

May not believe

Help thou my need

I’m just a bird

Collecting my peace

May not believe

Help thou my need

I am a bird

Collecting my seeds

I don’t believe

Help thou my need

I am a bird

Collecting my peace

I don’t believe, so I don’t believe

Help thou my need

For

A story, a stable

A cradle, a fable

Forward, backward,

Til I fall into something familiar