In my head
I’ve said the same things again and again.
You must wait,
Would you cry, would you scream, would you yell, would you shout, would you break?
I would.
The sand was sitting still.
And never asked for more.
I stayed standing there.
Left waiting upon the shore.
And of all the things
I used to do,
I stopped even though
I knew, I knew, I knew.
Stop and start.
Crave this art.
But my wait is back and I hate that.
Would you weep? Would creep? Would leave? Would you cease?
I would, I would,
I would.
Trapped inside.
The wait of time.
But my wait is back and I hate that.
Would you stay? Would you lay? Would you crave?
I would, I would,
I would.
All these dreams
Have no ends to their means.
You must wait,
Would you plead? Would you ask? Would you wish? Would you beg? Would you pray?
I would.
The strand was sitting still.
And never asked for.
I stayed standing there.
Left waiting upon the shore.
And of all the things
I used to do,
I stopped even though
I knew, I knew, I knew.
Stop and start.
Crave this art.
But my wait is back and I hate that.
Would you weep? Would creep? Would leave? Would you cease?
I would, I would,
I would.
Trapped inside.
The wait of time.
But my wait is back and I hate that.
Would you stay? Would you lay? Would you crave?
I would, I would,
I would.
And in time
I’ll pause for what is mine.
I must wait.
For scattered thoughts and wants to coalesce and condensate.
I wish they would.
The sun was sitting still.
And never asked for more.
I stayed standing there.
Left waiting upon the shore.
And of all the things
I used to do,
I stopped even though
I knew, I knew, I knew.
Stop and start.
Crave this art.
But my wait is back and I hate that.
Would you weep? Would creep? Would leave? Would you cease?
I would, I would,
I would.
Trapped inside.
The wait of time.
But my wait is back and I hate that.
Would you stay? Would you lay? Would you create?
I would, I would,
I wish I would.
I know I talk too much.
I know I talk too much.
I’ll just talk to myself.
Because I talk too much.
I know I talk too much.
I know I talk too much.
I’ll just talk to myself.
Because I talk too much.
I talk too much.
I talk too much.
I’ll just talk to myself.
Because I talk too much.
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