Folding rain clouds Thought it out loud I am the deer in the garden, cold and simple hearted The flowers flex an awkward breeze Staring at pictures Fixate on the fixtures It is a name on a paper An awkward arrangement The deer stops and lifts his head I'm not going back to sleep I'm not facing any fears What did you think you would say This fragile place could fade away Fault your fingers and your fate Selfless image Saw myself in it I am the deer and the headlights Staring at a stop sign A thing that I will not recall I don't wanna learn another lesson I think I've learned enough of them Awash in a consequential moonlight An open-handed fistfight I ended where I thought I'd left Folding rain clouds Thought it out loud I am the deer in the garden, cold and simple hearted The flowers flex an awkward breeze