Let me be your wave
The coldest wind
Splash of water
On the freckles of your face
A movement without motion
I'm working on my time
Thinking less and moving past
No 'fucked it ups' this time by promising too much, too fast
I'm running late
And you don't have to wait
Because if you know me well
You won't let it get you bent
It's not "the words I use" but what they represent
I can't forgive you if i can't forgive myself
I swear i will outlive you, the guilt that follows me around
When i was 16, i thought i'd ride the p.a.t.c.o. out
To see where it would lead
But I missed the train, they closed the gates
I'm running late
And you don't have to wait
Because if you know me well
You won't let it get you bent
It's not the time I lose but how my life is spent
I'm running late but i can't relate
To the pressures of our age
To be punctual by day but hide my inner rage
And if it's not okay, i still won't stop this great release
Through stalling with an empathy for anything
That breathes