20 Six 20 Fives

Good morning Good morning Coming up on another year Rising round the sun Still not done falling Like a rhythm back on the one Play on my word like a snare drum While I hum, hm hm hm Tune familiar, ain't it young Had it saved since two-one-nineteen Master in procrastination Cheap degree for raisin dreams Deferred like Langston be Colored hues from reining loose Start with blues cyan, and violet and indigo Different shades in my envelope From heart beating in 10 below Bleeding slow My reading flow In needing growth In meetings fold A little in the greet and the hello Time for the green and yellow Like go with caution No propulsion Shift to drive Let it coast I'm awkward often Not to boast But I don't hold love For the sun like I used to Lately been waking up When I didn't have to And if I could just once Beat up a labor or two I'd put out the sun And split up moon These few years they feeling stolen Near the rear of my own golden Or so told, I mean If they so precious Then why I hold 'em Can I offload 'em Trade em off for better recording If they were solid, others would roll 'em From my holdings and I cannot hold 'em Only dole em aight I go in like I know how to fight I don't quite I just take hits left and right Don't stay down cuz I'm not too bright Can someone flash a red-light I wanna pause out for the night But I can't park on side According to the past orange sign Road working going on down line But I don't hold love For the sun like I used to Lately been waking up Wishing I didn't have to And if I could just once Beat up a labor or two I'd put out the sun And split up moon Split up the moon Yeah Yeah Put out the sun And split up the moon Yeah Yeah Yeah Split up the moon Yeah Yeah