Paroles de Becoming

Slow down, slow down Rest your bones right next to mine When this light captures you Your wide-eyed grin Shoots up my spine When we are captured we’re Becoming becoming to me It’s time, time It’s mighty pretty pace On this cozy, endless night It’s just sauce, it’s mild sauce Mildly mending, covering the mundane And it’s damn good medicine And yet it foils discovering discovering And man it’s looking pale in comparison It’s time, time You’ve got the tools and laws It’s just a last hurrah And I keep asking Spirit on my nights out on the town To sleep enough, to dream enough, to settle down Yet even in my darkest times I’ve been held by the light I wanna give you hearty meals and real talk It’s time, time And I want you to see Time, time I want you to see