Boxed up the love she once had for the sport
It is gone it is gone I am gone
Move to the city where we can find work in a job
That will pay for our stay in the city
And houses roll over the hills in harmony, I must say
It's quite a charm dosed in fog
But the jury is still out on the weight of my familiars
Silently saying come fast
But I am prone to work slow
And make note and despite the times
In good time I will tell you this is how I've proven
To make due sovereign of you
If you want to come I can wait
But you won't find me there tonight, I'm afraid
For I'm known to overstimulate
At the sight of a harbor let alone a growing bay
And you can quote me to say
Come quote on quote waste the day away
Because truth be told I'm on the cusp
Flirting with the idea that is not how I'll make it
And I want to make it
She wants to make it
But we've yet to grasp it.