Reason Why by Rachael Yamagata

logic

i must be  (yours)
swinging

madly,idle

longing   for something
(not here).

i

hold on   longer  (than before), wrapping
my

little fingers  in between the chains.
if

i could

(i would) buy back time,
making

arcs   of love
like light.floating   through  the trees
and

i would bend the fabric
of

my trajectory
into

something more like hope...
it

must be mine.