New Mail

[Verse I] Dear Mac/this is coming from my desk I’ve been looking out the window that’s next To the nightstand where I keep my pens And the stationery/all near the bed Why am I giving you an image of my dwelling place? Because I realize you’re in a helly place I just want you to find peace if you Do that/One day you’ll be sitting by me Chilling and looking through the glass Finding other souls where you were in the past Actually/nix that/you’re there right now It’s hard to miss a beat when you’re working in my cloud You prolly weren’t expecting this letter But I don’t have anything better To do/than help you get back on the road Returning to the path/the right track towards home [Verse II] Dear Anonymous/This is coming from my desk I’ve been looking at the white wall that’s right in front of me Below me is the paper that I write my response But anywho/thanks for all you’ve done for me I’ve sunken to a lower point than Mariana’s Trench Constantly asking myself “How am I gonna get To where I wanna be/sitting next to you Finding other souls/that’s how I pay my debt to you And everything would feel at peace Not where I’m at now/I wanna be at ease In the cloud where you are now/not missing a beat Please Nah I wasn’t expecting an envelope Addressed to me/But I loved what was inside of it yo And as for back home/just give me directions Of where I can take a detour straight to the heavens