Too Expensive To Dream

Rent’s due Heart too Opening the fridge Counting coins Half tank Thin bank But it’s heavier than all this noise Scrolling through strangers with sunshine lives Thumb going numb But it keeps on trying Beneath all the bargains and “limited time” I’m quietly tired of quietly dying When my dreams feel too expensive And my freedom’s on the line Like despair’s a slow infection Made of everyday goodbyes and hellos Hungry for love For hope For passionate kind souls Clock in Fake grin Laugh at jokes that scrape my throat Cheap chair Blank stare Staring past the office smoke But then on the bus Someone shifts their bag Makes a little space Says “take my place” Tiny revolution in a crowded drag And my chest lights up like a quiet blaze Tell me you’re tired too Tell me you’re scared to move We can be brave in twos We can be brave in twos