Slow & Steady

Muddy waters fill my tongue Feel the letters loosen up Calling out the father son Louder 'til the blood erupt I'm fired up Oh I'm tired of the looking up This was meant to fall, yeah Let it all fall, yeah We can't leave yet I am still just feeling it By the way, could it be Maybe it's just Friday to me Maybe it's just Friday to me Sunday (Sunday funday) Working 'til the morning race Baby's telling me it's okay Space bars make it hard to find The perfect words You curse You press until it hurts On the white blank page With the slow and steady rage