A Thursday in Brooklyn

Hey
When I woke up today
Turned off all these notifications
I just turned off my phone
To see what it's like

It's kind of quiet

But for real
I'm kind of an addict
To the mundane and slightly obscure
I find motivation from what throws me off
My friends would say
I'm a piece of work

If I could put all the words together to surmise the point I'd say something like

Too much anger
Too much I told you so
When are we going to chill out
I can't walk away
I'm here to stay
When are we finding time to chill out

I think we'll literally find some sort of coping strategy
If you don't find yours, babe, you don't quote me
Don't let me tell you how to live your life
We're just exchanging feelings here

What a day it would be
To find harmony
And wake up with a cheer

Too much anger
Too much I told you so
When are we going to chill out
You know I can't walk away
Because I'm here to stay
When we find time to chill out

When we find time
I need to make some time
There's always time
We've got that time
To chill out



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Orman
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