Hurricane -

You shimmer like the Northern Star

And I’m just the guy with the

Telescope on the ground

You’re rushing like a waterfall and I’m just the

dribbling of a faucet that won’t turn off

I got concrete shoes, and you’re

strapped to rockets,

If it’s sink or swim, then I’m swiftly drowning

I’m on the ocean floor and you’re out of the atmosphere

Why do I not see this coming?

The more I try, the less you’re enamored

When it all plays out, well

who was I kidding?

To say you’re out of my league

doesn’t start to explain it

I’m a drop of rain and

baby you’re a hurricane

I whipped out the big

guns, aimed to impress,

centered those cross-hairs on your chest

crossed my

fingers, pulled the trigger

just hoping for the best

you probably wish the

bullet had caught my head

but it landed in my foot instead