Like Trees
Rose Cousins
I swear your nerves are thick like trees
You sit so still, do you breathe?
The world comes just to your knees
Scars like leather, weather, and age
Softest when they meet the grave
We may never be saved
Saved
Saved
I thought that I could lift anything
The rain from the ground
Your ship from the deep
You're probably stronger than me
Me