Warning: Falling Rocks

Reality: No, it doesn't. Today, last month, and the future. I guess, maybe, you have to break some bones to suck the marrow out of life.

I feel kind of worked up.
I feel kind of worn out.
You've been pulling me left and right today;
pull back your punches, now I sway
forward and back, and side to side.
You're some hopeless sap with a charm for romancing,
but my generation doesn't call this dancing.

I just want to speak of it proudly.
I'm confident now, there couldn't be more soundly
of my ease of mind.
I just want to tell you now.
I'm sure of it, but I don't know how
to get these feelings out.

I just want to let you know.
I'm sure of it and just want to let go
of all my fears and all my doubts
but still you go
and knock me down.

I just want to set it straight.
I'm not one for games, but I've got a clever mind.
You probably think this is something else entirely.
And that makes me laugh
Because of the irony.

I feel kind of lonesome now.
I feel like you don't know how
all of this has taken a toll on me:
physically, emotionally, spiritually.
I feel like there's no room in this place
next to all your sweet embraces.
I am charmed by all your faces,
but you only rub my back.
I feel trapped.
I feel confused.
Right now I don't know what to do.
And all because you sent me tumbling.
Tumbling all this afternoon.