Landmarks

Landmarks of the muses that inspired the music When I could break it off and chill without trying to lose it Admiring you inside of a blue revolving room And ruminating on opportunities that I got to prove that I was the one, baby I was a bum And honey I shoulda dipped but baby I couldn't run You were vodka and rum, I was honest and young Apologetic opportunism inside of a gun And you were powder, power, demons, flowers Many different people, venus, ours Mine, theirs, why should I lie baby I'm, scared Miles from a place where my Mind, clear, making my mind up Tryna make a real bird out of a wind up Tryna hold tight, tryna grip to it Thinking like I gotta follow through because I signed up Make it, break it, give it, take it Love it, lose it, trippin, face it Fell into you in many different, places I can still see them now Landmarks of the muses that inspired the music When I could just hang out with you without hiding in music Confiding in you inside of a room I thought was moving Ruminating on opportunities that I got to prove that I was the one, and maybe I was the one And honey I shoulda dipped but baby I couldn't run Sometimes I still remember how to be young I wander in and out of knowing what and how to become Not far, from the places i'd explored with you And all the ruckus that I caused with you, got lost in you Hit it off with my Boston crew They said roth she was born for you I couldn't argue with that, saw her in art in the hall of the flat Saw her in sculptures at the park and in the garden intact So if I dont recognize it then I’m calling it back It's time that I should prolly call it a wrap, to autumn and back