Life

i could be you
it wouldn't be too hard
switch around the bodies
and were all the same

life was never coherent
and i haven't caught my breath
but every curve brings surprises
good and bad, its all the same

its not that i don't care
its i can't stop caring
love and hate are all passion
flames stoked high breed heat

my love
and your hate are the same flower
but mine spreads on the wind
and yours die in the sun

were all made of the same parts
and this is all so confusing
so love everything
and give everything