How do we ever speak that way to one another in tones that complicate?
I tried to pass through the kitchen as you spoke.
Fixed on a mission your presence broke.
Could two people ever communicate like they should?
I should have kept walking, but in the kitchen I stood.
What could have been simple had now just begun.
Amazing what there is to gain when you have power over your tongue.
The flood gates burst open when I feel I've been shamed,
when maybe I should realize you're just trying to explain.
We spiral, we spin...
Come down here you lovers; let empathy win.
Soften your eyes so I can recognize the man who
picks me off the floor and keeps me wanting more.
I believe firmly in taking space.
You'll like me better if we slow down this pace.
If given a moment, let me reiterate:
Once the steam clears my ears, I'll begin to hear straight.
If you gently speak I'll do anything you please.