Settling - Tara MacLean

Am I real?

Am I true?

Am I borrowed?

Am I blue?

Is it just the dust of leaving you

settling

Am I fair?

Am I strong?

When I’m there do I belong?

Is it only skin I touch

when I reach for you?

Oh, the leaves they fall,

they go so far sometimes.

Do I blame the wind

or the tree for letting go?

Or do I wave goodbye,

setting

Do I stay?

and Do I fight?

Is it wrong when nothing’s right?

Or is it just the closet light

I leave on for you

Oh the leaves they fall,

they go so far sometimes.

Do I blame the wind

or the tree that let it go?

Or do I wave goodbye,

settling?

So many times I needed

you to be strong for me.

But you bend beneath

the slightest breeze.

You have no leaves,

no leaves, no leaves…

Settling.

Am I fair?

Am I strong?

Do I stay?

Do I fight?

Is it just the closet light?

Is it only skin I touch,

or is it just the dust

settling?