I make plans with my friends a year in advance
Some people call it smart
I call it survival
I put the milk before the cereal just so I stay and eat the cereal
I put tommorow down on my planning book
I create meals two nights in advance
And I make my Christmas cards in the middle of fucking June
there's people out there I need to watch grow up
I will keep pre ordering tickets to see shows that don't have tour dates
I'll keep reminding myself that life isnt the last three hearts on bottom of the Nintendo screen
I only have one broken one and if I die I can't restart
So why waste my time trying to calculate the distance between my roof and the grass
I'll can learn to fly
With my wings I haven't got yet
I'll calculate the distance between one beer pong cup to the end of the table
I'll learn to love an love to learn falling
I'll make a useless poem and stand in front of a mirror, reciting them
Just to reassure myself that I have lips and a tongue that form metaphors
I'll carry on
I'll keep listening to that one song in the recently play section that said to Darling you'll be okay, just hold on till may, Vic
I'll put the measuring tapes away
Cause I think I finally got the calculations right
I after death except before life
