Contemplations On The End Of Ropes (If I Tell You That I'm Having A Hard Time, You'll Start Telling Me What To Do)

Contemplations on the end of ropes...

If I tell you that I'm having a hard time,
You'll start telling me what to do
If I tell you that I'm having a hard time,
You could make it worse

If you tell me that you're having a hard time,
I'll start telling you what to do
If you tell me that you're having a hard time,
I could make it worse

Concentration on kaleidoscope
Fractured image move across my eye
Comprehension as an act of hope
To see something other than I

If we're looking deep enough into each other's eyes,
We see expanse and we see the mote
Instinctively we reach out to brush it by
And scratch what was not broke

Concentration on the microscope
It fills the circle, it seems so huge
Pulling backwards as an act of hope
Too much, too soon

Conversations on a microphone
Keep it simple, keep it wide
Headed outwards but coming home
Holding on to either side

If I tell you that I'm having a hard time,
You'll start telling me what to do
If I tell you that I'm having a hard time,
You could make it worse

Contemplations on the end of ropes...



Credits
Writer(s): Beaver Nelson
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