G e t   u p 

Every time that we cry it’s like taking a ride from the giggly drunk who first crashed then he died and somehow through the scrapes in the end we survived

I’m the one who takes hints from the tabs on my tea. it’s the Yogi Brand fortune I carry with me and these words from the wise are what help me to be

Falling, falling, get up, get up  Falling, falling, get up, get up

So we hear about stories of taking a break and we dream about lives that have skipped around fate and then those who have tripped and decide it’s too late

I walk in through my door I’m all wet from the snow and I live without heat so I just remain cold. 

Falling, falling, get up, get up  Falling, falling, get up, get up 






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