say hi biscus - learner's permit

Car exhaust spores, roadside plastic shine
Fiberglass pearl garden held up by strings

You're awful quiet
Resting on such worn words
I'll hold my breath
Under ripples in the water
I'll take a new route home

You are so soft spoken
And i am hard of hearing
Visionaries losing sight
A blessing of interference

You're awful quiet
Resting on such worn words
I'll hold my breath
Trying to live longer
I'll take a new route home

By myself
What's left to do when everything falls through?

There is no end to this
Like radio waves out to space
All this weariness
Just drains into my pillow

I'll take a new route home
I'll just hold my breath

Written by:
Sofia Maines

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