oliver houston - milk door lyrics
am i like a gray man, or more like a ghost?
folding up all my phases, and fading out almost
took against chances, and squandered a day
fumbling the facts–the place and time, the dates and names
so leave me a hand up, or leave it alone
procrastinate! what’s gone is dead, what’s dead is done
i move slowly (i know)
but moving slowly is a kind of moving
and i don’t regret the paths i’ve made or the years i spent doing nothing, growing nothing in a place where every face is old
so back to the milk door–the same house, the same walk, the same ch-r-
if i’m bored, there isn’t anyone blame
wasting wasteland, crumbs of pavement, partial projects put off to vacancy
i move slowly if you’re wondering
(i’m not), but wondering at all is a wonder to me
do you know what i mean?
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