I feel like a party
I feel like a melody I'll sing for a long time
never regretting my rhymes
Spent such a long time glorifying
things not worth glorifying
just to lie in my state
justifying my stasis
the time it erases
all flies in my face
if my favorite singers are sad
but my favorite state is happy
If you try and find me
stop looking behind me, my memory is not me
I'm just in the body right now
so call me up or write a letter
you'll love it here but not the weather
everyday
and with the seasonal changes
more reasons for patience
a pleasing arrangement
of things in their place, if you wanna stay
I can't blame ya, my favorite state is
Pennsylvania
Don't abbreviate the realizations
That leave me vacant and numb
Don't alleviate, I'm done...
I'm tired of waiting on Spring.
I'm tired of waiting on Spring.
I'm tired of waiting on Spring.