The License

Olivia’s not got the license either
Am I always so beneath her
She cuts the chasm to the quick of call
And I am worth nothing at all
As she lies to herself by day and by night
There’s nothing left of the old fight
Just the ash of timber
And the dream of being a little bit limber
I drop the coal
Coz in the ocean the waves roll
And the sand is just somewhere
For waves to crash like they don’t care
It’s like I am just some other one
To live with what I have not done
And ancient prune the roses
Or set up snapchat poses
Is it just what we’re being fed
Or is there some doubt instead
Interwebbed with all the truth
You can proclaim from days of youth
There’s no saga left
As I head out due west
To find what I came here for
But you’re the weather I adore
In my hapless stance
As you take someone to dance
Across the sky
I loved you so you would not die

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