Becoming

Slow down, slow down
Rest your bones right next to mine
When this light captures you
Your wide-eyed grin
Shoots up my spine
When we are captured we’re
Becoming becoming to me

It’s time, time
It’s mighty pretty pace
On this cozy, endless night

It’s just sauce, it’s mild sauce
Mildly mending, covering the mundane
And it’s damn good medicine
And yet it foils discovering discovering
And man it’s looking pale in comparison

It’s time, time
You’ve got the tools and laws
It’s just a last hurrah

And I keep asking
Spirit on my nights out on the town
To sleep enough, to dream enough, to settle down
Yet even in my darkest times
I’ve been held by the light
I wanna give you hearty meals and real talk

It’s time, time
And I want you to see
Time, time
I want you to see