if u had yr way

would u choose to stay

anymore
if yr mind did not

cooperate too hot

anymore
not that it ever did

since u were a kid

on the floor
u were rollin around

respondin to sound

i'm sure
i'm sure somewhere in yr mind

u have peace of mind

more
than any of us –

we all make a fuss

in our core
can you deny the score?
oh i cant lie anymore
if u had yr way

would u choose to stay

in new york
or would u prefer

somewhere much warmer

like LA – i kno
u never could say

“like that” or “this way”

or implore
u never could run

go outside have fun

and explore
all the hands on yr face

markin a place

on yr forehead
no no no they dont understand

no grand master plan’s

in the hand of
the lord denies the score

oh i can’t lie anymore
if u had yr way

would yr ashes spray

from the shore
of the great south bay

near one-eight-three

s. snedecor
i kno all day we would lay

in the shade of

an old sycamore
my thoughts resound

each leaf fallin down

reassures
with each passin day

i’ll open and close

the same door
to find u

thirsty and cryin

inside who’s dyin more?
how can you deny the score

oh i won’t lie anymore

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