The Post

Eyed it, dried it, untied it

Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it

Taste it, traced it, erased itHe's my post to lean on

And I just cut him down

So, I'm out to land on somethin'

Hopefully a boy will come to me at the groundEyed it, dried it, untied it

Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it

Taste it, trace it, erased itHe's my post to lean on

And I just cut him down

So, I'm out to land on somethin'

Hopefully a boy will come to me at the groundHe's my post to lean on

And I just cut him down

So, I'm out to land on somethin'

Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground