Rachel, I'm sad now And it's too hard to listen My mind's still a prison And I'm learning To trust you when I go now And I'll hold you to some distance My heart's still in schisms And I don't know how to live without Whipping my clouds And skipping my Christmases My days could be numbered with notes made of letters And I know that I love me But loving's not enough It's not how I planned it But life has some raw stuff Life has some raw stuff Rachel, I'm sad now And it's too hard to listen I'll stay quiet while you're learning To take your time And take the weight off your stride While you learn how to live without Whipping your clouds And skipping your Christmases Your days feel so numbered when he's in letters And I know that you love him But loving's not enough It's not how you planned it But life has some raw stuff Life has some raw stuff Life has some raw stuff I'll stay quiet now