my hair grows out darker every year
i dye it yellow like the sun
reflect some light off my mirror
but everybody knows when the sun has gone
the birds left for winter
they instinctively go
the pond froze over
reflectors can't see their portraits through the snow

when the world is lost to you
the world and the people in it
you could drown outside while you're seeing through it all
or you could jump in the river and let it take you with it
you could jump in the river and let it take you with it

do not feed the ducklings
they just might stay all year
my fortune says get going
but i'll go when the sky is clear
maybe your eyes grew edges
or maybe i grew an awkward shape
or maybe it's our seeing that is our knowing
that makes the soul ache

when the world is lost to you
the world and the people in it
you could drown outside while you're seeing through it all
or you could jump in the river and let it take you with it
you could jump in the river and let it take you with it
jump in the river
let it take you