Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi

I like to watch... an ant traverse a grass forest a flower unfurl in moonlight a muskrat reap trifolium a leaf quiver in mid-day breeze

Remembering that fateful day I wish I hadn’t run away I saw the fire in your eyes And it froze me as if a spire I thought I’d have a cooler head

Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end

Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in

Always classy Never trashy Kinda sassy Sweet thing Ashley

You say that you enjoy people I don’t think that is true You want to be a pure steeple And lord it over fools

I’ll make you pucker And turn your stomach So take me with a grain of salt

I’ve never really cared about me I know I’ll be fine I’m the benchmark of resiliency You’re who’s on my mind

Always late Mostly great That’s just how we roll. Got minute For a hit

I don’t see into future I don’t remember past I only know this present A gift, that too, shall pass

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet

I thought that she Could be the one I thought that we Were having fun And then I spoke

You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel

What if I watched with no judgement or saw without shame, nurtured your essence behind drawn shades?