3/29/14 10:13am – 7/27/14 4:28am
boyish wave
(pruning in a past)
(dedicated to goods that have since been damaged)
i
to my own thoughts i’ve become a slave
swimming in the wake of a boyish wave
i was dipping my feet, but got carried away
further and further from the way that we’d pave
i was dipping my feet, but got carried away
with heavy thinking when the ground finally gave
out beneath the weight of knowing her ways
and with it i’m sinking to a watery grave
what should be a given to be forgiven
just should be forgotten to be forgave
i’m pruning in a past that sex had driven
swimming in the wake of a boyish wave
iii
to her own thoughts she’s become a slave
trying to save me the watery grave
i was dipping my feet, but got carried away
further and further from the way that we’d pave
i was dipping my feet, but now she’s splashing my face
hoping one can wake from a boyish wave
i was sipping my last drink now she’s splashing my face
hoping who she’ll wake is worth while to save
what should be a given to be forgiven
just should be forgotten to be forgave
she’s pruning in a past that sex had driven
trying to save me the watery grave