ihatemonkeycake

There comes a time when the rain won't alleviate the arid earth. Been such a long time, and the ground is unyielding. Not much can grow here now. The thought of enduring another fruitless season tires me, And the thought of another tear from my eye. Fall, soften the ground, so a bed of grass can grow And I can lay my head down. So long, I've been standing, So long, I've been standing, waiting. What am I listening for? Someone to reiterate what I know? Now make sure you speak clearly, repeating what you have said. The thought of walking, hesitating, going nowhere, tires me. Will all be well? Fall, soften the ground, so a bed of

I succomb to your words, Bitter, ragged simplicity For a second time, Is it inevitable? There are no tears to cry, They've all gone before, Can't you shut up this time, Don't breathe one more word. Find in expectations, I'm let down every time, No more surprises, No more Christmas mornings, No more goodbyes. No more goodbyes. With one breath, A wall was built high, No hard laboring, Foundation still underground, Every word you've said, I've heard, Not like it's anything new, When you were thinking, for sure, there was a deep prophecy. Find in expectations, I'm let down every time, No more surprises, No more Christmas