Reprieve

You weren’t lying when you said it was a long way down
But we both know now it’s a longer way back up
These umbrellas have failed us once again to shield us from the rain
But whatever misses you and me, I’ve been catching in a paper cup

Since the onset of the sunset I’ve been fighting off the urges to whine
You said “give me your hands,” so I did and you took them
Placed them over my mouth and it drew a fine line

This storm’s made us soggy and pitiful
How do you like nature when it’s kicking your ass?
Now we’re not so beautiful and we’re about to break like glass
I’m still surprised at myself for going along with you
Like I never do, any other time
I had a colorful selection of things to believe in
I think it needs to be said, I think it’s time for a reprieve

Is it just me or are the surroundings slowly but surely depleting
That or I’m going crazy trying to find the end of this tunnel
But then I realize I’m not in a tunnel at all, and we’re nowhere near completing
This open-air parade of humanity swirling down as if in a funnel

Since the onset of this mindset I’ve been pushing back the urges to light
A match to the wake of your arrhythmic sentences
And all possibilities that our likeness could start fights

This storm’s made us angry but sensible
How do you like nature when it swears to kick your ass?
Now we’re no longer beautiful and we’ve broken like glass
I’m not surprised at myself for giving in to you
Like I always do, every other time
I’ve had quite the selection of your excuses to believe
I know it needs to be said, I know it’s time for a reprieve

You took my hands away and said “don’t worry so much”
But it wasn’t raining anymore and you were nearly there
I screamed the whole way through; we were so out of touch
I’m so out of habit, I’m so beyond repair