If I could wait alone
In spite of what is meant
Answering the meaningless
Raves which have all fled
Could I speak an entire
Conversation with myself?
Defeating subject purpose
Is rather along the edge

Wave your hands up high
Submedge your thoughts with
Ice-cream
It isn't what it seems
To settle
With broken dreams

Would I rather waste my time
Than linger jealousy
And at all such corners
Would allow me be
Fall onto a carpet
And overhaul of hair
Stop at all the answers
And now roll on to bed

Wave your hands up high
Submedge your thoughts with
Ice-cream
It isn't what it seems
To settle
With broken dreams

Lend me self-control
I do not need much time
Let me find a resting space
Where I might ease the pain

Wave your hands up high
Submedge your thoughts with
Ice-cream
It isn't what it seems
To settle
With broken dreams