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lyrics

I gave a little speech
About how I don’t ever wanna be a leech
And I asked if you think we’re like whales and barnacles
You said “yes I would say so"
So I will beseech you to stay
(What if there comes a day, when you just walk away?)
You can pick the day and what we say and what we play

I know this isn’t equal
But maybe there’s a sequel
Where in the story we will grow and I will learn to trust
(what if there comes a day, when you just walk away?)
That you mean it when you say you wanna be here, surely you must

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift
But is there a weight I can lift?
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth
But there’s gotta be something I can help with

My therapist says I’m undervaluing myself yet again
(but she doesn’t even know me and she doesn’t know you)
I know she’s probably right, it doesn’t keep it from keeping me up at night
(she doesn’t know you, she doesn’t know, she doesn’t know)
How you effortlessly cracked the code
You solved the maze, unlocked the door
But when you realized where you were
You didn’t wanna be there anymore

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift
But is there a weight I can lift?
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth
But there’s gotta be something I can help with
Like a leech, I can’t shake the thought
Of wanting to be everything I’m terrified I’m not
How do oxpeckers know that the rhinos don’t want them to go?
And are they scared to know

On your way in, you blazed a trail that began to make the journey easier, times three or four
On your way out, you knocked over all the walls that aren’t enough
To keep me safe anymore (keep me safe anymore)
Now I’m wondering, will the next one find a way (will the next one)
To the haven that you left behind (will there be a next one?)
Can I guide them over the rubble, or will there be no path to find?

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift
But is there a weight I can lift?
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth
But there’s gotta be something I can help with

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift (Like a leech, I can’t shake the thought)
But is there a weight I can lift? (Of wanting to be everything I’m terrified I’m not)
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth (How do oxpeckers know that the rhinos don’t want them to go?)
But there’s gotta be something I can help with (And are they scared to know)

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift (Like a leech, I can’t shake the thought)
(Something that you want from me, something that you want from me)
But is there a weight I can lift? (Of wanting to be everything I’m terrified I’m not)
(Isn’t there anything? Isn’t there anything?)
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth (How do oxpeckers know that the rhinos don’t want them to go?)
But there’s gotta be something I can help with (And are they scared to know)
(Isn’t there anything?)

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift (Like a leech, I can’t shake the thought)
(Isn’t there anything? Isn’t there anything?) (And are they, and are they)
But is there a weight I can lift? (Of wanting to be everything I’m terrified I’m not)
(And are they scared to know)
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth (How do oxpeckers know that the rhinos don’t want them to go?)
(Isn’t there anything? Isn’t there anything?) (And are they, and are they)
But there’s gotta be something I can help with (And are they scared to know)

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift (Like a leech, I can’t shake the thought)
(Isn’t there anything? Isn’t there anything?) (And are they, and are they)
But is there a weight I can lift? (Of wanting to be everything I’m terrified I’m not)
(And are they scared to know)
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth (How do oxpeckers know that the rhinos don’t want them to go?)
(Isn’t there anything? Isn’t there anything?) (And are they, and are they)
But there’s gotta be something I can help with (And are they scared to know)

Maybe wanting to give was enough of a gift

But why did I wanna find a way to give you a gift
When the weight that you lifted wasn’t one you tried to lift
And the balance comes with effort, not with how you make me feel
(How you make me, how you make me, how you make me feel)
So when you stopped trying, it stopped being real

Like a leech, I need blood, but I don’t suck (like a leech, I need blood)
(Is this real?)
I only asked you for a drop, and you didn’t give a fuck (you didn’t give a fuck)
(Is this real?)
And the oxpeckers know they can stay (the oxpeckers know they can stay)
(Is this real? Is it real?)
Because they’re never told to go (I can’t stay)
So at least now I know (so at least now I know)
(I started writing)

I started writing this song back when I thought I was wrong
(Why’d you tell me I was wrong?)
Only in bad dreams, did I see this coming
(Bad dreams, bad dreams, bad dreams)
Only in bad dreams (bad dreams)
So I’ll harvest all the lessons
But God, I could’ve sworn that I was wrong

credits

from Apples to Oranges, Dust to Dust, released October 23, 2021
guitar by Ramita Arora

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