Pears - Grown Ups

Come on

I swear

I’m bitter at best

I’m laying in the pieces of my cigarettes

That we crushed in my bed, perhaps a tent

Some Portland apartment

That we thought was haunted

Cough, kiss and caress

The morning birds are restless

But at least they have the courage to sing

Down your stairs my tired feet disagree with me

What really is forever?

We both belong

We both belong (here before it’s gone)

I’ve tried to make a difference

I’ve tried to make a difference

Whatever be the distance

I’d try to make a difference, but I’d fail