i know that cracks in the sidewalk are just cracks in the sidewalk
i know that stepping on cracks will not break my mother’s back
i know that i will not be swallowed up by middle earth itself
but god, it feels like it

i know that stepping on cracks will not break my mother’s back
i know that leaves, crushed by the sole of my shoe, are not bones shattering
but god, it feels like it
sometimes i could swear that every step i take destroys whole towns and lives and backs

i know that leaves, crushed by the sole of my shoe, are not bones shattering 
i know that winds will not whip me to the ground but  
sometimes i could swear that every step i take destroys whole towns and lives and backs
and i don’t know how to fix a town or a life or a back

i know that winds will not whip me to the ground but
these thoughts keep creeping up out of the cracks and-- 
and i don’t know how to fix a town or a life or a back
i know that i will be okay

these thoughts keep creeping up out of the cracks and-- 
i know that i will not be swallowed up by middle earth itself
i know that i will be okay
i know that cracks in the sidewalk are just cracks in the sidewalk