A Source Subverted

It keeps me waiting
For the month of May

Reflects your face
In the evening rain

But you recall that's
How you shaped
All the things
That you used to say

Watchers all look out
And wade to sea

Just wait and see
This isn't what we need

Insistent on
The changing clocks around the
Same old town
It brings me down

It stays in motion
Moving pictures and planes

Perspective, fate, or queued
It chose the age

When we learn to see
That eternal phase

Changing tides around
its internal game

Watchers all look out and
Wade to sea

Just wait and see
This isn't what we need

Insistent on
The changing clocks around the
Same old town
it brings me down

It brings it through
Plays with my head that it
Plays with you

It's what we choose

It brings it through
Plays with my head that it
Plays with you

Guess that's the catch
We learn to lose

It brings it through
Plays with my head that it

Plays with you



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Miller
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