Slowpoke

Oh suburban home in a cul-de-sac
You've been driving around
Left over an hour ago and
I think we're lost again
Staring into the
Belly of the woods
I whisper outside "Tree spirit
Come show yourself to me" cause'
Distant
Laughter hurts my stomach real bad
And suddenly
When I once become most frightening
And by now
Your company is settling down
Meanwhile
We're still meandering
In the dark and
In retrospect
In retrospect I'm glad
Glad we didn't make it there
Make it there on time
And in retrospect
In retrospect I'm glad
Glad we never made it there
Sooner than we did



Credits
Writer(s): Elaiza Santos
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