Accordion spring back to me
Golden opportunity
Driving into hurricanes
I know that you are over it
Crippling anxiety
There's nothing left for you in this
Protected by parenthesis
I know that you are over it
Balance on your fingertips
I know it's not enough
Manhattan, cosmopolitan
Pleasantries, then let's begin
Flowers draped in history
Now that you are over it
Withered leaves of hickory
There's nothing left for you in this
Your wings are barely fluttering
Now that you are over it
What's the use in bickering
I know it's not enough