Though would I'd known I'd kind of need it
Is solitary, you put in the time
But it fits with the narrative
Overdoes it slick
Kinda sick of waiting for the right time
Hands up, pens down
We're through with the test
But is this test through with me?
Can we expect to slowly decant
The drops of ice water
One at a time?
Vanished delicacy
And split hairs with machetes
An onus I can only
Just hope doing fine
Cutting across you
Making the most and watch it standing
I wanna thank you just for singing to me
My hands are close I understand them
You never left and I never needed to leave
So very long
