Katie Crutchfield - Bear Named Otis lyrics

I write you letters all the time I never send them, this is supposed to ease my mind Exhaust restraint until I'm no longer inclined Dock of the bay You won't let me stay Our excuses will always stay the same Seemingly pressing things, stimulants, playing games All our empty exchange crammed into a frame Dock of the bay You won't let me stay It's not a choice it's just the slow praxis decay Black coffee, motels, unstrung energy Decisive days are becoming few and far between Your diligent remorse doesn't mean anything These rose-colored encounters are becoming few and far between Our parents met on the backseats of datsuns And we met on some stranger's floor last year in Washington The evolution of a desperate connection Dock of the bay You won't let me stay It's not a choice, it's your dismal, jaded display