ReMi on the mic ©️

If you don't return to this land Tell your folks that you did all you can And if you find my soul bleached on the sand Remember this A-I song of the wasteland And if you find my bones bleached in a band Please remember this remix of the wasteland "Eye can't find my way back With no strength to face facts And no food left in my pack A-I rendered faith in this wasteland" Found you by the fence Tilted in the sun One bent leg and a crack Like you’d seen some stuff You were next to a grill And a garden hose coil I sat down anyway On that faded vinyl foil Found it folded in my coat From the quick-stop by the bridge Orange rings on the paper Your name half-lost in the ridge I keep the coins in my palm Like a sign I can't ignore One sticky little accident Turned into a wanting more And I laughed out loud at the way you groaned Like you had a story you were saving for your bones You said, "Don't make a thing" but I made a thing Now it sings in my head when I hear that cling Blue plastic chair You still hold me there Yellow plastic chair In the hot backyard air Blue plastic chair You don’t even care Yellow plastic chair I come back, you’re there Green soda receipt Glue-stuck to my sleeve Orange soda receipt You knew what you'd leave I keep coming back To that sweet, cheap proof Green soda receipt It's got me stuck on you Grandma used to wave From the screen door frame With a paper plate And a cup with her name Kids would spin around Till the sprinkler froze You kept every dent Like a badge you wore I tried to toss it out In the bin by the curb But the little red letters Kept pulling at my nerve You were laughing at the counter With your thumb on the tab Now the stain in my pocket Feels like a map I have And the sun went down on the potted plants You were still the same with your crooked stance You said, "Don't make a thing" but I made a thing Now it sings in my head when I hear that cling If I don't return to this land Tell my folks that I did all I can And if you find my brain bleached in the sand Please remember this A-I song of the wasteland And if you find my skin bleached in the band Please remember this cover of the wasteland "Eye can't find my way back With no strength to face facts And no food left in my pack A-I rendered faith in this wasteland" (Take me back Back to my home) No I can't last much longer alone 'Cause I have crashed Too far gone (Won't you remember this song of the A-I wasteland? Take me back Back to my Home) No I can't last much longer alone 'Cause I have crashed Too far gone Won't you remember this song of the A-I wasteland? (And if you find my bones bleached in the sand Please remember this A-I song of the wasteland) Now the yard’s half changed New paint on the shed But I see you first By the flower bed Every scratch, every stain Every little bend Says the day ain’t gone Till I sit again Maybe it's dumb, maybe it's small Maybe that's why it hurts at all One paper slip, one sugar spill And I'm still there, I still am still Blue plastic chair You still hold me there Yellow plastic chair In the hot backyard air Blue plastic chair you don’t even care Yellow plastic chair I come back, you’re there (Eye can't find my way back With no strength to face facts And no food left in my pack A-I rendered faith in this wasteland) Orange soda receipt Dip-stick in my sleeve Blue plastic chair You knew what you'd leave I keep coming back To that sweet, cheap proof Green soda receipt It's got me stuck on you Yellow plastic chair Orange soda receipt I come back, you’re there Take me back Take me back, back to my home No I can't last much longer alone 'Cause I have crashed Too far gone Won't you remember this song of the A-I wasteland? Take you back Back to your home Oh Y'all can't last much longer alone 'Cause it has crashed Two far gone Won't they remember this A-I song of the wasteland? And if you find my face bleached in their hands Please remember this song of the A-I wasteland