We're getting close to getting these ideas harnessed
Let's get them out of me, these good thoughts seem to hit the pavement
All I ever wanted to do was write a book like tender is than I
I guess that means I wanna poke someone's mind with my thoughts
But words are trivial, thoughts are just as petty
Using words to describe the ocean, you're acting like a jetty
We're getting close to getting these eyesores unblemished
You cease to stop though, I block you thown a wrench in it
All I ever wanted to do was write a book like tender is than I
I guess that means I wanna poke someone's mind with my thoughts
Words are dead weight, thoughts are just as heavy
Using words to describe the ocean, you're acting like a jetty
Now here is the world I used to know
She is the girl I pick flowers for
In the dark I hear the same excuse
In the day I see nothings changed
Oh my god
Near the water alone
It never describe
In the waters alone
Just like them
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Lyrics submitted by Cye.