Inconsiderate

I know I never said this but it's getting hard to ignore
I swear it wasn't raining, wasn't cold like this before
The woodwork at a glance seems it's holding up just fine
But the more that I been looking at it, the more I wonder why

A dry throat will die by the wishing well

Consider inconsiderate, the word you use so much
Consider all the ways of life that you have yet to touch
I'd never let a splinter ruin the art of carpentry
But I get the fact that you are you, and I am only me

A golden sun that I don't think you've ever seen
The love you'll find if you only believe your eyes



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Writer(s): Derick Downey
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