New Growth

Nothing is simple right now I feel so small, I feel so small Not looking for protection When I find my back against the wall What's love without possession? What's love without a breaking point? Looking around and I found Structure come from friction and inversion Tetrising universe of faith and water channels and bad timing There was no promise made Or held out into the empty spaces that lay about me 'Cause then there's the fire, And then there's the new growth And the water it requires And if I'm on my knees, will you get what you want? And if you get what you want, will I get what I want? And if I say please, and say thank you a lot Will it grow and invert into all I want? What's love without possession? What's love without a breaking point?