Suppose You Grow (2020)

Take a Stab

Take a stab at the stuff,
I won’t stop you.
It’s hopeless.
I sense I can’t silence this
since I lost all of my patience.
You cussed out that waitress
and I was embarrassed.

It’s a bust.
I got time, but I ain’t got that much
and I’m fine with the featurette.
Is it my debt not to envy
the fool or the fight of the century?
Sometimes I’d just rather be alone.

You see, I have been practicing patience
in spite of the way that I’m wearing thin,
and I can’t help if I get nostalgic
for wearing that outfit
and telling my friends I’ll be fine in a little while.
Does that wear you down?

It’s the scraps that we’re eating
that’s keeping our plates full, so God,
how we’re grateful for whatever we get our hands on.
So Christ, keep your pants on.
You’re costing us millions (the whole damn thing).

And I have been practicing slower reactions
and a science that is saving my friends from their sins.
And I am no savior of my own bad behavior,
but I can forget,
and I can forgive,
and I can commit to letting things grow and helping things live.

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from Suppose You Grow, released August 21, 2020
Words and music by Stagbriar.

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