troubles
with
us
walking
away
I
would
make
you
stay
every
single
time
if
I
could
or
if
you
would
it
pisses
me
off
so
much
sometimes
that
I
wish
I
could
give
up
but
for
some
reason
I
just
cant
couldn't
keep
up
with
half
the
things
that
kept
up
with
me
these
revolutions
turned
some
things
around
just
as
you
bear
a
flag
we
used
to
rip
jokes
about
tell
me
about
your
surroundings
and
where
you
are
right
now
while
you
wait
for
a
future
you
don't
look
forward
to
maybe
we'll
run
like
we
used
to
irritated
by
his
imitations
thought
to
be
flattery
flattery
that
might
be
seen
if
I
were
something
else
tastes and tests
how
far
were
the
lines
I
used
to
cross?
how
far
are
the
lines
now?
always
used
to
be
breaking
them
with
ease
but
to be
breaking
them
here
and
now
has
some
difference
to
it
colorful strides
of
flight
across
still waters
he
drinks
his
mornings
afternoons
nights
in
ounces
surpassing
mind
in
ways
that
ferment
rituals
of
time
thinking
nothing
of
what
he
speaks
his
life
passes
him
in
fast
weeks
the
days
seem
to
remain
with
no
name
or
number
as
the
complexities
descend
from
meaning
as
if
they
were
thunder
where
have
you
been
my
lonesome
friend?
they
would
ask
him
that
but
time
after
time
after
time
they
only
fold
into
the
bend
well
I
I
wish
I
could
say
I
knew
him
of
other
sorts
sorts
and
places
when
and
where
maybe
my
words
could
would
devise
contorts
just
like
they
used
to
just
like
they
always
have
I
am
not
so
sure
on
giving
up
just
yet
you
see
my
words
are
ways
of
things
of
places
of
people
of
love
he
has
got
something
or
at
least
he
had
something
before
am
I
too
late?
did
tomorrow
come
before
I
thought
of
today?
someone
once
told
me
that
either
way
I
cannot
care
but
that
same
someone
taught
me
how
to
use
harmful
weaponry
the
geographical
and
the
mental
and
the
sometimes
separate
desires
word
of
advice
know
someone
for
who
they
are
before
making
a
twelve
month
contract
to
live
with
them
I
want
to
take
a
bus
or
train
or
plane
to
see
you
to
kiss
you
to
feel
you
but
the law
has
me
stuck
here
where
I
am
and
so
my
imagination
poses
how
and
when
our
next
encounter
will
be
sleep
tight
because
I
want
to
see
you
wide
awake
