"Getting Better." © 2025/2026 Glass Foxes ℗ 2025/2026 Simbetas Records Check out Glass Foxes • Spotify: https://sptfy.in/glass • Everywhere Else: https://allmylinks.com/glass-foxes More from myself at: • https://hyperfollow.com/SimbaXp • https://hyperfollow.com/SarabiXp ----------- Why can't I be better? More than a letter You never sent. I keep losing myself in you, It's everything I shouldn't do. I keep wanting to say the words, But they're silent, captive birds. Why am I like this? A happiness I always miss? It's right in front of me, So why won't this feeling let me be? Crying isn't gonna help, so fucking quit it, The pity party's over, admit it. Self-pity won't make you any stronger, You can't hide away for any longer. This self-immolating, this pathetic show, So why are you still helping the damage grow? Why can't I kill this monster in my head? And embrace the gentle words you said? Why can't I give it up, let the quiet in, And let a newer better life begin? Not enough time, so I gave you mine, De-synced my world, a sacred realign. Woke up and made you the first thought of my day, To honor my word, come what may. And I can't wait until the morning comes, To the quiet rhythm of our beating drums. I’ll breathe you in, your scent upon the air, A gentle kiss to show you how I care. Then I'll leave our bed, perform my sacred rite, And leave a little note bathed in morning light. I'll prepare your clothes to start the day, Iron them, press them, hang them that way. I'll kiss a napkin, draw a little heart, A secret message when we are apart. I'll pause and stare from across the room, A quiet moment for me and you, And gently close the door without a sound, The safest place that I have ever found. And I’ll save those three little words, Like captive, waiting birds. I’ll wait for you to say them to me first, Until this loving heart is fit to burst. And I'll have the blessing of being the one, Who can reply in kind when all is said and done. And there will be days, and weeks, and years, To finally quiet all our past fears. Where that breakfast feeds more mouths than two, Packing little bentos, for the kids and for you. I'll get their clothes in order for the day, And send them with a loving kiss on their way. I am yours, in everything I do, And our children will belong to you. This love, this life, this family will be ours, To tend and nurture like the gentle flowers. Love has no time, no finish line, Your perfect, gentle pace matches mine. You don't need to force what's meant to be, Take a breath and share this space with me. We're doing what we were made to do, And I was made for loving you. I love you too. I love you too. --------- "Getting Better" © 2025/2026 Glass Foxes ℗ 2025/2026 Simbetas Records
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