We're

 

growing

 

up,

 

Too

 

fast,

 

Seeing

 

it

 

play,

 

Streaking

 

past

 

I

 

need

 

you

 

to

 

find

 

your

 

strength,

 

It's

 

there

 

somewhere

 

deep,

 

It's

 

okay

 

to

 

be

 

afraid,

 

But

 

I

 

need

 

you

 

to

 

be

 

brave.

 

I

 

could

 

call

 

you

 

Clementine,

 

I

 

recognized

 

your

 

eyes,

 

Someone

 

I

 

could

 

never

 

erase,

 

Familiar

 

like

 

a

 

past

 

life.

 

We'll

 

pick

 

apart

 

these

 

wounds,

 

Ones

 

that

 

never

 

truly

 

healed,

 

Stitches

 

on

 

stitches,

 

I'll

 

sew

 

these

 

limbs

 

back

 

onto

 

you.

 

Now

 

you've

 

thinned

 

the

 

veil,

 

Moved

 

Earth

 

and

 

heaven

 

close

 

enough,

 

So

 

close

 

the

 

light

 

is

 

blinding,

 

A

 

million

 

volts

 

crackling,

 

I

 

see

 

that

 

too

 

bright

 

future

 

still

 

ahead,

 

Hanging

 

up

 

there

 

just

 

out

 

of

 

reach,

 

A

 

too-ripe

 

fruit

 

rotting

 

on

 

the

 

tree.