Comfort Me
When you comfort me
It doesn't bring me comfort actually
When you comfort me
True life in haiku
Imbalance is the phrase out of the blue
The meaning shown to you
What does sadness see?
The mirror has a mirror in its teeth
That's what sadness is
Big sky, tiny bird
And when the paragraph betrays the word
Big sky, tiny bird
While you held me up
I held my calendar out like a cup
While you held me up
Make it about me
I want to hold the blame to guillotine
Make it all blame-free
When you comfort me
It doesn't bring me comfort actually
Autor(es): Leslie Feist
