Risk // Ruminate

Would you own me, if you could?
Would you let me?
Feels arrogant not to
Why's it keeping you up then?

If walls could fill with time
Without volition pure and clear
You'll be stuck here swimming
In the minutes and the years

And I had heard those sorely trouble souls
I bowed my head
(You'll be stuck here swimming in the years)
And long I held it low
Alas!
How many tender thoughts and what desire
Induced these souls to take the woeful step
(You'll be stuck here drowning in the minutes and the years)

You'll be stuck here drowning in the minutes and the years
You'll be stuck here drowning in the minutes and the years)



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Writer(s): Conner Greenhalgh
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