Trickle

pinwheels

taking me up to the glass ceiling

covering my deal pending

just kidding

I would rather die than offend

you are a great awakening

coming to the same conclusion again

send me those pics

I love playing you ten

times then I'll drop you hottie

to Gotti for me to party

not acting sorry for why I molly

in the way of some lovin' today

is a new day partly because I'm Irate

you a 10 out of 10

so can you lend me some sins

I'm coming up short lately

never coming to again

bend you over and give you a tug

now the bus is honking at us

trust in the must

maybes are for babies who hate the daily

grind of time wearing you down like a rock underneath the falls

leading back to them all

make this world a place of spacious grace

open to any who are willing to pray

a great shame to find his beautiful rays

of sunlight stretching into the night

fell to his knees in hopes to appease

his majesty

here glory

her greatness

filled with hateful bliss

crushed beneath the swing of the moon

out of place in this grace

taste the faithful chase of their ways

we are all made of the same thing

suffering and restoration

spread out in the daily making

of this moment when all is fallen

can we bring back God

I loved that pride

now I'm all by

everyone who is a promise

don't fall for what you wanted