now examining
the space between
(the music)
the things that we could do in
400 miles
(not force things)
trying to use less words
more melodies
the rain is invigorating
some times
i pocket the mismatched fives
like origami
take em on the flight
how much longer would it be
to see the homeland
6000 ? i mean
the strides between dribbles
feels longer
the rain
you can forget the most basic of humanities
in the noise i need some silence
focused on the traffic and not the muscle
i only malign shit when i got mixed feelings
but can i unpack this joint later
i need grace