Torrents of Spring

It doesn't take much
To realize where you are:
A flickering screen
And some bitter daydreams

But in time there won't be any more
With all of the days freshly worn
Funny enough, I forgot it all
Laugh, laugh, laugh, laughing like a fool

Cut yourself on the words of
On the words of the loudest mouth
I know you're so unaware of time

Diluted in paraphrases with a sack of single note smiles
Poor excuse for even the palest imitation
So unsure and led by a lure

The salting season has come and gone again
Wait outside the door hat in hand
Competition of one-sided bets
Expecting another plate of bourguignon

It's just what they want
It's just what they want
It's just what they WANT



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Santizo
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