Olive Branch

Is this an olive branch or am I cutting down the whole tree

Is reaching out to you breaking off another piece of me?

A pretty little optimist invites a hurricane into her garden

Is it fair to fear you and your rain or am I just hardened?

Did I lose me common sense or do I actually miss you?

Is this branch a gift between friends or do I still want to kiss you?

Would you use it as a weapon, knock me right back to the floor

Would you stop me at one branch or let me make 'em all yours

'Cause I'm a giver, I'm a grower, I'm a lover, till it hurts

And I'd hate to not know ya, but I'm not sure if it's worse

To give you every part of me, watch you go time and time again

Or wait until my dying days and still not call you my friend (friend)

Oh, oh, oh, ooo

Peace

Is there peace?

In picking up the pieces of the past?

Is there relief?

Is there sorrow?

Or can I finally sleep?

When you branch the past and present

Is there relief?

(Relief)

Have I finally found it, the root of all my issues?

Or are you just the person I've tied them all onto?

Sometimes I forget at one time long ago I loved you so deeply

Now I soak in all the bad but still pray that you need me

'Cause I'm a giver, I'm a knower, I'm a lover, till it hurts

And I'm trying to show you, but I'm not sure if it's worse

To leave a note, or cut your throat, take some quiet time to mend

If I give and I give as long as I live

Will it be enough to call you my friend in the end?

Oh, oh, oh ooo

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooo

And I'm not that great at forgiveness and goodbyes

But I don't want this weight on my chest until I die

If I told you all of this, you'd call the cops on me for sure

So I'll put a bow on this branch right by your door

My friend