Conor Garrison - Waking Up Before My Alarm

Shot me a look
Hoping your message was received
Imperfectionist rules
Pull the curtain back for all to see
No time to grieve
I think the tortoise and the hare called the race off
No matter what your average speed is, still the crows caw
The most addictive thing in the world is a safe bet
Pointless remedies though well-intended
So misdirected
Put pen to page
No takeaways from a year long month
Bubble gum and booze
Shoot the shit knowing I'm outgunned
Oh there's the rub
I think a menace in a sheep's coat called the race off
I fed the right wolf what he howled for, still the crows caw
The moon's vacation, neverending, that's a safe bet
Waves fail to crest or crash though well-intended
Disoriented
At sea
At sea
At sea
That delicate sea

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Conor Garrison

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