Do Your Worst

It fills me up, I want it bad
Make a little wish on an eyelash, blow it away
Breathe a little bit through the feeling, call it a day

It eats me up, it breathes me in
Pace a little bit through the hallway, send it away
Make a little list of the things that make me okay

Easy enough to say it's a little harder
When it’s hotter in my house than in my brain

Summertime, do your worst
Underneath the Moon, throw my body into the pool
Sink a little bit into quiet, softness, and cool

Push it out, take it back
Take a little time to rеturn myself to the earth
Put a littlе faith in the season of its rebirth

Easy enough to say it's a little harder
When it’s hotter in my house than in my brain
There will come a day when the bird songs of the morning
Do not bring the dread and longing out to play