Thriving In The Wild
Oh, & I grow dank 
Waiting On You
don’t go down so gently into those deep wells
remember your knees in the wet grass
i know we’ve been so lost and torn up
in forests so solemn with regret and sorrow
reach for my reach for my reach for my hands
they’re seldom so open and reckless with hope
more often with caution steadfast to the rope
i’ve never seen myself so graceful and light
asleep deep in eachothers memories tonight
i’m just waiting on you to bring yourself to justice
forget about the past it’s all wet and rusted
i’m just waiting on you to know we’ve been discovered
that what we’ve been has been uncovered
i’m just waiting on you
don’t go down so gently into those deep wells
we cast shadows past in those moonlit fields and
something seems so awfully awry
in the meadow a silence that creeps through the dead grass
reach for my reach for my reach for my hands
they’re icy as sheets in the stiff night we whisper
with tales of defeats and wild days behind us
so ragged and weak while desperation creeps
through the wide sky we sleep with the others eachothers so sunken so deep
alone but together we’ve emptied our dreams
on the floor of this new york apartment we creep
through a darkness we never thought we would see
your heartbeat and shirt sleeves your hair on my cheek
i’d die now if only it were up to me
i’m guessing we wandered too close to the water
the currents been sweeping us in
i’m just waiting on you to bring yourself to justice
forget about the past it’s all wet and rusted
i’m just waiting on you to know we’ve been discovered
that what we’ve been has been uncovered
i’m just waiting on you to let go of sharp objects
and keep those knives kept in context and
i’m just waiting on you to breathe without permission
acutely drawn with precision and
i’m just waiting on you
i’m guessing we wandered too close to the water
the currents been sweeping us in
