there’s a really long jump rope with you at the end
i'm always missing the beat it’s always hitting my leg
but if i follow it back
at least it’s still in your hand
i did not believe it then but
you were right about everything
the mittens and the crows
and how it all would go
there’s a braid in my hair but it’s not me at the end
i did it myself it was borne of my hand
but if I follow it back
there’s someone else attached
i can say it easily
when you’re sitting right in front of me
when I’m focusing my mind
and not any other time
there are two of me
there are two of you too
there are two of me
there are two of you too
there are two of me and the other one is trying to
find the other one of you