Postscript Video (MV)

Late September and I can still remember
The summer glowing under the surface of your skin
The days are growing colder now
The leaves are red and orange now
Soaring through the city on the tail of the chilling wind
If I knew what to say, then I wouldn't be here
Ripping apart the pages like my pen was a knife
I know you heard it all before: my fear, my pride, my life
Poems are abandoned the moment they survive

The words only fail me the very moment they arrive
They spill from every orifice congealed and contrived
Now the space is blank again
I'm tearing myself open
But nothing is coming so I'm recycling old lines
And you must be so tired, Sundown's on the mic again
Rapping without stopping about how mad or sad he is
You don't have to be here you know you owe me nothing
So this one goes out to you, I hope it's good for something

I know I am impulsive
I know I can be reckless
Sometimes I act on how I feel
Regardless of the consequence
I know that I am not perfect
Any way you try to measure it
But you are still here measuring
And I know I should treasure it

I know I am impatient
I know I can be blind
Whenever I see the fantasy
I constructed in my mind
I know that I am not perfect
You could leave me behind
But you are still here
And I don't understand why

Try to be nice
Never fail to be kind
There are no rules to living
But we follow guidelines

Lonely is an illusion
Suffocating the mind
Keep reaching for the air
And breathe
And breathe
And breathe

High on life
Low to the ground
We're buried by our burdens
With no easy way out

Lonely is an illusion
Dragging you deeper down
Keep reaching for the air
And breathe
And breathe
And breathe

Late December and do you still remember
Driving up the hill to watch the summer fade away
The nights are getting longer now
The leaves have fallen to the ground
Scattered through the town like the ashes of better days
I wouldn't be here if I had a clue what to do
And it is not my intention to put this all on you, it's just
You make it look so easy it takes everything I got to try
To be as good as you are and this time I want to get it

Write the words out until I'm light enough to fly
Off to destinations I never knew I could thrive
It's hard to hold a pen again
My fingers have been shivering
But this beat has me taking a peek at Whoami
I found my answer somewhere in the space between
Where my breath meets the winter and becomes the steam
Suspended in the moment when it's just you and me
And there is nothing left to say
Nothing needs to be

I want to be courageous
I would like to be honest
Enough to say what I feel
Without pretending I am flawless
I know that I am not perfect
Any way I try to measure it
But I am still here measuring
And I know that you treasure it

I want to be real
I would like to be defined
By the qualities you believe
Make me worth all of this time
I know that I am not perfect
You could leave me behind
But you are still here
And I am glad to be alive

Try to be nice
Never fail to be kind
Keep reaching for the air
And breathe
And breathe
And breathe

High on life
Low to the ground
Keep reaching for the air
And breathe
And breathe
And breathe

Lonely is an illusion