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