[Verse 1] Floating across the universe, I’m trying to swim back But words keep getting lost when I’m reaching through the black I’d rather have a bottle in front of me Than a frontal lobotomy Shhh—let’s take a walk, just you and I You tell the blues beneath a borrowed sky The new me, like you never knew me Who, me? Me, who? Talking to you, walking to you Stalking you—just joking, kuh-kuh So how about the Knicks? Ha-ha! [Pre-Chorus] What’s elementary, completely complementary Something strange is circling, a little momentary See the melody go by—stop by, grab a star We can laugh at where we are [Chorus] Rhyme this out, carry it through Every wild word comes back to you I won’t fold, I won’t disappear I turn the doubt into something clear Rhyme this out, say it again Make a crooked road bend at the end When the whole world says, “Give it up” I stand my ground, I’ve had enough [Verse 2] Colors smeared in the air like a half-remembered dream Blanket, tea, and a room that’s quieter than it seems Vibrating frequencies over sky, over tree Rhyme this better, make it sound like me Physically, hypothetically, honestly Empathy comes breaking through her voice What you want is what you get, so choose Don’t make a bad choice, don’t bury the truth [Pre-Chorus] Hold her touch as much as touch can touch A Dutch—old joke, I’ve said too much Back in my day, I’d make you eat those words Now I let them fall like frozen birds [Chorus] Rhyme this out, carry it through Every wild word comes back to you I won’t fold, I won’t disappear I turn the doubt into something clear Rhyme this out, say it again Make a crooked road bend at the end When the whole world says, “Give it up” I stand my ground, I’ve had enough [Bridge] Frozen birds in the snow Thoughts too strange to let go I’ve given time, I’ve given plenty Now toughen up—don’t call it empty This is for this, for this, for this All the things I couldn’t dismiss [Breakdown] You’re bluffing, muffin I hear the gears turn You’re bluffing, muffin I let the old words burn [Final Chorus] Rhyme this out, carry it through Every wild word comes back to you I won’t fold, I won’t disappear I turn the doubt into something clear Rhyme this out, say it again Make a crooked road bend at the end When the whole world says, “Give it up” I stand my ground, I’ve had enough [Outro] Songs melodic, hypnotic I smoke logic, something toxic Your bluff is thinning, my feet stay planted I’m still here—unbent, undaunted
