New Growth

Wait for the word now three months
Days go fast and days go slow
Gone to the seed now, thrown out
Similarly, here we go

Now I heard you claimed dibs on the sauce
But you won't even put hands in the sauce
It'll come across in the recount
Now they're singing theirs songs in the halls
But you've got your ears closed
It'll come across in the recount

In the recount, when my truth is plain, and my reason sound
In the recount, from the tower top we will bring it down

I walked both the bridges tonight
I walked both the bridges tonight
But I couldn't find my center
Couldn't find my center tonight
Tired of these old beats
Tired of these old beats

But if I think about trust and I keep my hands full, I know
And if I watch a body fall and we run to meet them, I know
And if I put it into words like a ladder laid out, I know
It'll come across in the recount

Waiting on that new growth