Sinaloa Legs.limbs.wings Lyrics

standing on shaky ground, bed and clothes that barely
fit. see my ankles and wrists, awake with cold feet. when
this bed is too short, our legs have grown too long and
weary. now we breathe in december's air and go silent,
like in a dream. all comes rushing back, all we used to
fear. the things we said we'd do and undo but never did,
just like we knew. it's been us for so long, for so many
years. and we've all grown so very much, legs to limbs to
wings. we grow and outgrow, dance and take steps. it
becomes us slowly. never to return that place in quite
the same way.

explanation
i've never been great with change. i get used to the way things are and then over time, what once was is no longer
and it takes me a little while to adjust. it's obviously
a part of life, and an important one at that. sometimes
these changes can be scary, or take you by surprise.
however, we need to take these steps to better ourselves,
and at the same time we need those around us to take
these steps. change can, unfortunately, bring criticism
when often times they should be celebrated. i know i have
been guilty of this myself. i can only hope to help those
around me, as i know they would help me, to help better
one another.