that day, that day
what a mess what a marvel
i walked into that cloud again
and i lost myself
and i'm sad, sad, sad
small, alone, scared
craving purity
a fragile mind and a gentle spirit
that day, that day,
what a marvelous mess
this is all that i can do
i'm done to be me
sad, scared, small, alone, beautiful
it's supposed to be like this
i accept everything
it's supposed to be like this
that day, that day
i lay down beside myself
in this feeling of pain, sadness
scared, small, climbing, crawling
towards the light
and it's all i see and
i'm tired and i'm right
and i'm wrong
and it's beautiful
that day, that day
what a mess, what a marvel
we're all the same
and no one thinks so
and it's okay
and i'm small and i'm divine
and it's beautiful
and it's coming
but it's already here
and it's absolutely perfect
that day, that