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son anthony - strolling lyrics

[verse 1]
when i woke up and she was there right beside me
last night was fun but i’m still unhappy
when putting on my clothes she asks me where is it i’m going
told her i don’t know where yet and i’ll tell her when i’ve found it
the way the sunlight filled her room was comforting
but it felt a little off like how all my days start
i’m used to waking up alone and drifting off the same
and returning to the world where they don’t know your name
get a move on. shake a leg. she asked me if i wanted eggs
kissed her forehead and told her save that for a rainy day
then i grabbed my keys and went to give her a cat a pet
walked on out of her apartment with strong feelings of regret
that’s the regimen. better men have fallen worse than i have
the branded lettering on my soul reads “tragic”
i just graduated and i need some time to rest before
i’m thrown out the house like uncle phil did jazz
we are human and we’re known to thrive off interaction
some more than others. some can’t stand to have it
if ever you find yourself in a conversation
do you stay to hear the person out or plan to walk away?
how would you like to be ignored?
sh-t, i don’t think i’d blame that other person if they end up getting bored
for i’m a broken record full of hiss, pops when played
while beating a dead horse over hip hop breaks

[hook]
we can stroll around the globe forever
and if i’m being honest i’m not sure what we will see
the only thing that matters is that we roam together
let’s go for a walk and get lost
if it starts to rain we can run for cover
and when it’s nice out we can soak that sun up
the only thing that matters is that we roam together
let’s go for a walk and get lost

[verse 2]
i overthink the future during times when it is crucial
procrastination specialist that wrestles with his due dates
fugue state survivor after being bang zoomed
who mufasa told “remember” to
reactivating centrifuge of medial lobe functions that return me to me
honestly i much preferred being leagues beneath the sea
after i beseeched a hug from someone i would see
late at night when i felt lonely who now want’s nothing to do with me
jovial refusal knowing that i’m truly doomed
so all i can do now is just walk away the blues
if my shoes could talk, they would beg me to stop
blacktops and hilltops, on cold days and hot
traversing around the block and forest to get my steps in
to walk it out like unk to avoid suppression
with my heart out i’m requesting you to take my hand
and walk and talk with me so

- son anthony lyrics

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