Rooftop - Ivy Sole

I’ll be on the rooftop, basking in the moonlight

Searching for a star to bring me back to where I came from

I’ll be on the rooftop, singing with my arms high

Hoping that my voice will keep me sheltered from the rain

If it’s not Sandra it’s Rekia, if not Korryn then Tanisha

I tried to say her name but it got caught between my teeth

I’ve been flossing for other reasons, lately my conscious squeaky

Til I hear another name and realize it could be me

And I ain’t done a damn thing but stay black and pay tax

And draft tweets then delete then retreat inside this mind of mine

Cuz I ain’t shit but a nigga with a degree

A sad excuse for survivor’s guilt masquerading as queen

So I’m sorry, I truly apologize

The talented tenth of me is too caught up in all my dreams to be worried bout

saving lives

And even if the life was mine, you’d make a hashtag and then forget me in a week

Or maybe that’s just me, admitting my faults and falling short for everyone to

see

I’ll be on the rooftop, basking in the moonlight

Searching for a star to bring me back to where I came from

I’ll be on the rooftop, singing with my arms high

Hoping that my voice will keep me sheltered from the rain

I’ll buy a one way ticket to London and learn to miss you with distance

Fly away from our problems 'cause they’re too giant to fix

And Goliath he fell with faith, Leviathan sinking ships

All this suffering, am I righteous with this silence or on my lips

I stay quiet 'cause when I speak, I don’t seem to do us justice

Discussions of you & me empty out and leave us with nothing

But this nature and this knowing doesn’t mean I shouldn’t fly

It just means an ocean between could conclude in a goodbye

And I’m hoping it’s not for always, hoping it’s not for good

Hope floating me drifting away just like you said it would

Can’t imagine my being belonging to someone new

Can’t fathom my forever with anybody but you

I’d bet on us every time but this compass is pointing westward

Explaining how I’m feeling falls short with even my best words

The best term for this would be unconditional proof

Even on my best days I’m barely deserving you

I’ll be on the rooftop, basking in the moonlight

Searching for a star to bring me back to where I came from

I’ll be on the rooftop, singing with my arms high

Hoping that my voice will keep me sheltered from the rain

Sheltered from the rain