Ezra Glenn - FIG

Quiet Rides

Stretching in the sundog light
Reaching back for the immol rite
Knowing from a distance, saw it
No it aint too different

Call it love, call it 'i dont know what to feel'
Call it Love, stop for real
Peeling off word by word
Just the tools i had learned

Sundog scope collect
Lashes on glass convexed
Reflected upside-down correct
Shimmered image to forget
I'm speaking to myself all day, at some insignificant date

I'll carry Manasseh on my shoulders
I'll carry Manasseh on my ride

Sleeping on my face by sundog
Subtle by the time when you call
'How you doin? How you been? Whats the day youre moving in, man?'
Just speaking to myself all day

I'll carry Manasseh on my shoulders
I'll carry Manasseh on my ride
And i'll try to make it right

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Writer(s): Matthew Vaughan
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