Lena Fine - Slow Crawl Towards The Sun

Making Time

I'll make myself food
I'll make myself eat it
Go to the lake
Float with my feet up
Sun through lace curtains
I'm getting soft
My heart is calloused
From toughening up
Sleep in on my day off
What do I want
Time to be delicate tenderness waits for those
Who want it
Truly
Deeply

Call up my brother
Make plans to see him
Autumn in Boston
Don't rhyme for no reason
Drinks at the bar
I'm floating in space
Head hits the pillow
I don't see your face
Anymore

I'm gonna be brilliant
Better than great
I deserve what I'm getting
I'm getting what I make
Talk to the mirror
I think she believes me
The clock on the wall
Does not deceive me
I'm making time
Before time makes a mess of me

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Writer(s): Lena Fine
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