A Way With Words

An Angle

I live just above a coffee shop 
About two blocks from the Capitol 
And each morning, I count these steps 
Before I head outside the front door 

My friends are waiting 
Across the street 
We all share our hearts 
On a barstool and a drink 

And each morning, I find myself 
To stumble onto my couch 
I turn the tv set on 
as the news reporter sings out loud 

"Well, we are all in fear of what we don't know." 

And there's this girl 
She sees between the oldest assumption 
And the oldest tree 
And she can recognize beauty 
'cause that's all she sees 

So she steps out of the door 
With her backpack in one shoulder 
And my heart in the other 
And my heart in the other 
And my heart in the other 
And my heart in the other 

And we are trying to find someone 
Who we just met or followed 
We're all just trying to find the truth 
Yeah, what is fact or fictional 

But this is the woman I love 
Across the phone, she listens to me 
Drink myself to death 

And so I guess I'm someone 
Who can't live without you 
So let's make love like it was the first time 

And the sound of the bed 
goes to be intwined again 
And we made love again 2x (And we never again?) 
And we know again 

And my friends say I have a way with words 
(A way with words) 
And they all listen to what comes out like it's fucking pure 
(Cuz it's so pure) 

And so I've finally have got something to say 
We are free to do whatever we please 
And we are free to do what's destroying the country 
And we are free to do what loving someone so completely means??? 
And I am free to take this drink 
And I am free to take my drinks 
So let my take my drink 
Let me take my drink 
Let me take my drink 
Let me take my drink 

And let me be... free
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