Byyye

Yo how in the fuck these
Palm trees ominous to me
Out here freezing in the California breeze
Going through my Ex-Files
Detective of the heart
A Scully without Mulder
Womack without Womack

Even if you keep your guard up
Time gon throw you combos like
OK, That’s a K.O

But
Hey bro

Maybe let a day go by
Brand new one in store
If you make it through the night
And if a day don’t do the trick
Let a calendar page fly
By

Feeling good feeling good
Feeling like the Hindenburg when it blew
Feel like I saw my niece and nephew
On the news in a boat seeking refuge
And we stand by

Meanwhile
The eye contact felt like Shade
The wind blowing though
Felt like Miles Davis

You know that feeling when she brewing the mother of all storms
Final night felt like an encore
Feeling pretty sure
Never again will I be open like corner stores
But

Don’t think
Time won’t throw you combos like
OK, That’s a K.O
Cousin wait though

Maybe let a day go by
Brand new one in store
We’ll make it through the night
If a day don’t do the trick
Let a calendar page fly
By