It's been twenty-five years and I'm
Just learning what love is by watching YouTube videos
It's been two hundred thousand years and I'm
Bombarded by fears that my brain just hasn't caught up with
I think there's a f*cking lion every time I have to start a conversation
Listen to everyone
But not necessarily what they say
Just look in their eyes and watch their hands
It's been two years and I'm
Still writing this song
On the same old scrap of paper torn roughly down the middle
21/16 printed neatly on the back.