Boomerang

Couldn't hold it But I knew how to shoot it I kept running Till everything went chrome When the sunrise You don't say much Poems for eyes Finesse the concrete Whispers for ideas Couldn't hold it But I knew how to shoot it She’s got sharp teeth and I've got muscular feelings Steam wavy pavements In the distance Sun is almost always shining Woke up in the spirit Lo fi rich Whispers at a star Artificial flowers Tall as a waterfall Side streets When i left i just took the deepest breath i’ve ever taken Drew a perfect circle Multiples of ten At the bottom of a well Love is greasy Love is greasy It’s a boomerang i’ll never get back Beautiful word ain’t the truth Running up these mountains All deer No wolves Late to bed late to rise Ladies singing madrigals Make room Fill the cracks with gold Fill the cracks with gold Fill the cracks with gold Fill the cracks with gold