My Every Other Tenderness

We wander through this life, wrapped in a world we create
Or is it thrust upon us?
By chemistry or fate
Goodbye chemistry, goodbye fate
It doesn’t really matter, so much the how or why
There are those down here among us
Who believe that they can fly
Who believes that they can fly?
You say it’s all behind you, you know no lingering ill effects
Then you recoil and, then you reject/refuse
My every other tenderness
My every other
My every
My