Look With You
You know the rules
Each and every digression
Turns on this contraption
Feeling like a fool
Thoughts are starting to rot
From their very conception
Like a tide
Submerging you
Haze-stuffed pies
Still smell so good
Around and around it goes
Taking you for a walk
Too scared to let it go
And way too confused
To understand it's never going to work
And thinking over and over
And over again
Over the same bunch of words
You wonder if you could
Restart your brain
Would you still run this engine
On the same old rail?
Would it bring some kind of a
New perspective?
Maybe this is just you being
Too reflective
If everything that you wanted
Is stopping this river flowing over you
Maybe all that you needed
Is someone telling you she'll look with you
She'll look with you
No more desires
Or opinions
Stroking your grey hair
Weaving all the thread
That coils you
No more desires
Or opinions
Stroking your grey hair
Weaving all the thread
That coils you
No more desires
Or opinions
Stroking your grey hair
Weaving all the thread
That coils you
If everything that you wanted
Is stopping this river flowing over you
Maybe all that you needed
Is someone telling you she'll look with you
She'll look with you
Each and every digression
Turns on this contraption
Feeling like a fool
Thoughts are starting to rot
From their very conception
Like a tide
Submerging you
Haze-stuffed pies
Still smell so good
Around and around it goes
Taking you for a walk
Too scared to let it go
And way too confused
To understand it's never going to work
And thinking over and over
And over again
Over the same bunch of words
You wonder if you could
Restart your brain
Would you still run this engine
On the same old rail?
Would it bring some kind of a
New perspective?
Maybe this is just you being
Too reflective
If everything that you wanted
Is stopping this river flowing over you
Maybe all that you needed
Is someone telling you she'll look with you
She'll look with you
No more desires
Or opinions
Stroking your grey hair
Weaving all the thread
That coils you
No more desires
Or opinions
Stroking your grey hair
Weaving all the thread
That coils you
No more desires
Or opinions
Stroking your grey hair
Weaving all the thread
That coils you
If everything that you wanted
Is stopping this river flowing over you
Maybe all that you needed
Is someone telling you she'll look with you
She'll look with you
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