Things I'm sad about

Things I'm sad about

Today
Yesterday
The day before that
The day I was born
Not because I was born
But because I could actually cry back then
They say my mother swallowed her tears
And my father collected his
And dripped them into her tea
And the womb is an ocean
And I was born in November’s rain

And I’m sad about

You
And me
And everybody
Who was born
Not because they were born
But because they could actually cry back then
They say our mothers were born from the ocean
And our fathers were drenched in November’s rain

And I’m sad about

The ocean
And evaporation
And November’s rain
Not because it was born
But because it could actually cry back then
And now all it can do is accumulate in glaciers
And sit silent in lakes
And hope that one day
It might flow itself back to the ocean
It's our tears that will take us to heaven