How can everything be this perfect?nIts been a strange consistency,nlike a match remaining lit,npretending the wind didn't come to set it free.nnYou could send it away.nnHow can everone be misleading?nSending sheep right off a cliff.nWhen the hit the ground they wondered,nWhy oh why did we live?nnYou could send it away.nMake me new again.nnHow can everyone be misleading?nSending sheep right off a cliff.nWhen they hit the ground they wondered,nWhy oh why did we live?nnWon't you take me to a beach housenwhere the floor can be surenthat the ground won't take it away?nBut the ever pleasant truth isnthat the cabin will crashnuntil its moved to a much much firmer place.nnYou will send it away.