Waking, you say "could it be time? I couldn't even pa** for a footnote within my Own life" The way a comb loses all of its teeth like it wants to remind us again A mother again, she flattens her joy and waits for your ringtone And with a sigh you move a mountain to be with her again in time This is what you were singing: "not this time, and i will walk away" (yeah, you do that) Stay close and don't forget: you're out of the race! Bundle up like a well-built hive Wait up. The kind of People you don't pick up may have a way to save your Neck, honey Stay close or follow them home to a city with something to offer Hilo, I'm a thousand miles from you and your mom and the bikes we stole I know you're missing the islands and even if she Needs you like wine you have to find a common language to speak to her again in time This is what you were singing: "not this time, and i will walk away"