The Rocker - Few and Far Between

It’s almost june to me you see

And the one thing

I can’t slip an open thought past you

Silence on deaf ears

Running all out of words for speaking

This dialect that we keep going through

Extinguished language conclude

I can’t win with you

Louder than this diagram

Etched out and rolled up beside my bed

At my command, you’ll take my hand

We’ll make our way back to understand

This outward push from you draws me in

Completing the circle around my head

This outward push from you draws me in

Completing the halo around…

So, take your hand off

Take your hand off, don’t stand there without me

Take your hand off, so i can see those big blues

Staring so silently, patiently