Scratch

Summertime closed
And you missed me, that's nice to know
And you don't ask, and that's nice too, I suppose

It goes for me, it just goes
You open up and you act like you've been there before
And you have

You don't wanna hear how it's easier when I'm the enemy
When you leave me be, then I can be anything
And I don't think of you very often at all
And I've had time on my hands

Sometimes I let it slip and fall
But it's my decision
I've learned to live with myself
I just have to set a lot of alarms to get back

The wine's watered down
The ground's standing up
I dropped one burning and watched a while and it was gone

The sign's tilted down
The grounding presence she left with, it's still missing
I won't call, I won't reach out
I'll meditate in my own way
In the pages, where the sage lives
And he guides 'til he cuts it off

But it's never lost
And it doesn't cost much
I keep the umbrella close
I keep the tools at my disposal
And wait for its push

It's an open invitation

And it captures me
When it changes pace
Like your neighbor yelling at no one
Now, he's got some taste

And you'll hear about it if you wait

That open mind carries you too far from most, sometimes
And we're scared to float
And we're scared of what's over the rainbow

Won't you come back?

And hush a sec
I can't hear traffic from the bed
I read that silence comes to those that wait
And infinite riches await the early bird

And I see the sunrise every day at work
And everyone in traffic does too

And we know it'll be okay
And we know most of us will make it home
And sit inside and be fine
Gotten through another work day
And we know some of us will die
Statistically speaking

But not I

It's difficult to imagine a whole person next to you in traffic not being alive tomorrow

But not I

More light please
More light direct
Blessed upon your imperfections
Still certain sections of yourself you'll love