There Are a Lot of You - O, Eskimeaux, Gabby's World

Our love was cut

from a cardboard box

so many have lived inside before us

and the ones we raised

and brought in from the rain

they have grown and gone

And I wanted to

keep this alive

but I couldn’t help my drifting eyes

and my mind became too open

our family became broken

and our things became yours or mine

You have become a walking grave

your bones buried inside your shape

arrested by your fragile frame

I thought it would

be easier for us to

stand on four legs like a dog would

but I need to stand on two legs like a man would

So don’t let your hairs fall from you

and don’t let your skin loosen from you

because I could not be what I thought I could

Because all we thought we could change

blew right up in my face

so don’t waste your mind on blame

because I’m not quite what i thought I was