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Sinkin' to You




Like a stone that sinks to the bottom of the water
No particular direction
Not aware of any purpose or meaning
I'm stretching out for my aimless freefall to you

Like a chime that chimes when you brush up against it
Like a poet that don't know it when all rhyme goes to reason
I've had my fill of minding what I'm after
Ridding myself of self I'm dead you're the river bed
I'm sinking to you

Time takes you away from me again
I get pulled down to the bottom of the sea
When you look up next from this ocean floor
You'll be staring at a sinking stone like me

Like a car from the city looking for a place to park
In a suburb somewhere outside dreams of a busted arrow heart
Find a space since she know me since I've been ten
I want to kiss her
She's headed up north with my good friend again

In a band on the road, in a house by the shore
I'm biding my stopped time just the same as before
Like a wine from a cellar waiting to be sipped upon
You can excuse my romantic side if it seems like I'm coming on
Well, maybe I am! Or maybe I'm not

Time takes you away from me again
I get pulled down to the bottom of the sea
When you look up next from this ocean floor
You'll be staring at a sinking stone like me







© Mitch Treger