Maybe I will
tell you how this story goes
how I don’t break
it’s like I don’t know it’s like
what do you do when you’ve gone to the ocean just to get wet but all the water’s gone
All I know is I don’t know
how to be
when the threads are coming undone
I don’t know if this voice fits me anymore
if it will give me what I need from it
a penny I have put on the table
that won’t stop spinning
I don’t know if
the seasons will be the same
if you hold me
if I leave will I see clear enough to fly
but I do not have the time to
fade away
Time
I wish u peace - slc