But What We, par Alex Deloney

But What We

But what we share

Is golden like the endless sun

Not knowing laughing and having fun

As we run

To the lands unknown

We end up high

Never alone

These are the thoughts from my head

Down my arm

And out of my pen

Death come for all us All of us alike... So why are we concerned With color and height?

I write Not for tomorrow But for today Because tomorrow isn’t promised I promise

It’s all just tender expressions Spender of cash On dreadful obsessions Sender of trashed Vocal confessions

If you hate me the most.... My love is as big as a mountain...… If I hate you the most... My love is as big as a mountain...…

My vernacular is Far from spectacular. In my arrangement I’ll never change it. But I’m always after her,

My brain is on a Manual shift From the words that fall From your lips Come on now

I like her But she likes him I see thier eyes And thier grins Will she share

It has stopped me with purpose On purpose What did I do to deserve this Oh yes I live where absurd is

Can start with Difference Everything, you go with Same Do gets This but What remains.... Truth, do not wait

As I lay dying I can’t help but say I might beat this I may

My finger dance over the page As my soul goes into my feet Her smile is like candy Oh so so sweet My friends tell me the truth

If the sky is the limit And you have no fear Failure will give it To you in the rear So just go with what you got

Sometimes we just have to leap Eyes closed Over a river so deep When we erase our thoughts Inside our minds

Perfect placement Peaceful patience Unwritten statements Grass and pavement Than the wave hit

I punched a wall Then a built a house. I stepped on an ant. Then I saved a mouse. I cussed at my love