kert

i wake up

and the day feels broken

i tilt my head

i'm trying to get an angle

'cause the evening

i've always longed for

it could still happen

how do i master

the perfect day

six glasses of water

seven phonecalls

if you leave it alone

it might just happen

anyway

it's not up to you

well, it never really was

if you wake up

and the day feels a-broken

just lean into the crack

just lean into the crack

and it will tremble ever so nicely

notice

how it sparkles

down there

i can decide what i give

but it's not up to me

what i get given

unthinkable surprises

about to happen

but what they are

it's not up to you

well, it never really was

there is too much

clinging

to peak

there is too much

pressure