January On Lake Street

The doors open

My left foot sitting on the driveway

You lookin’ at me sideways

You tryna predict what I might say

But my mind ain’t here now, I’m thinking ‘bout the highway

Gone with the gust

Sing songs for the bombs that fall in the dusk

We all want a little too much

Tryna clutch anything close enough to touch

And if I had the means

I would never be the mascot of y’ll team

Y’ll judging trials

I’m shoveling miles

Wanna go home and try to grow a couple of smiles

So I shift to the capital N

It happened before and it’ll happen again

Roll backwards into the street

Now talk amongst yourselves but try to keep it on beat

I got at least ten minutes to live

You not a thief just simulative

There’s no need to be a difficult finish

You can see you ain’t the only one considering getting it in

Claim that you ain’t afraid to die

Then why are you afraid to fly?

You better face the heights

Get your bravery stripes or get your name denied

Cause you was waiting for a safer ride

God bless I set up the bricks

Step through the mess didn't wreck the kicks

Dreamt that I lept off the edge of the ciff

Came back said the bodies up in heaven were thick

Changing lanes and re-arranging life

I ain’t tryna chase a trail of tail-lights

Manage pain to get the placement right

Stand up straight when you say goodnight

And each broken glass shows a different view

I deal the truth y’ll pick and choose

This ain’t a game for you to win or lose

But I, never been in your shoes

But I, never make supper with suckers

It ain’t nothing if it ain’t about hunger

You think you cuttin’ the lumber

And I would love to be a fly on the cupboard

Whenever that bubble ruptures

And even when we save the day

We never do it believing that we don’t make mistakes

You don’t need to recognize my face

I’m trying to fly through time and space

Too late to erase me

With the windows down, January on Lake Street

Poppa got a brand new can of paint

Put your hands in the air like you work at the bank