It's as if, its like, it's groping in the night.
It's pen, it's paper, it's wit like a rapier.
I can't begin to say words that don't occur to me.
I'll start thinking, forget family drinking.
I'll end up with no words, just sobriety.
But no poetry.
'Needle in a haystack': I won't commit to that.
Dictionary.com then we can all sing along.
I can't begin to say words that don't occur to me.
I'll stop trying, get busy dying.
I'll end up flat and wordless but you'll love me.
But no poetry.
Commit, don't hedge, every one of our bets,
It's pen and paper. Neither of those make her.
I can't begin to say words that don't occur to me.
I'll stop trying, get busy dying.
I'll end up flat and wordless but you'll love me.
But no poetry.
I can't begin to sing those words that don't occur to me.
credits
from The Maximilian EP,
released January 29, 2016
Written and recorded by Ewen Christopher.
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