With You

I guess I kinda shoulda known,

That’s why I packed these denim jeans

Daylight was made for skirts that flow

From girls held up by boys like queens

But right bout now, it’s nearly night

And right bout now, you’re half-awake

Clear you won’t stay to see the light

And I’ll curl up and contemplate

If when your eyes are bloodshot red

Do they still count as gorgeous brown

And when you throw round idle threats

Are you the sweet boy still deep down?

Can we pretend you never fell?

Your eyes so brown, your words so true

No trace of venom to be found

You’re still awake, And I’m with you.

Ross Lynn

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