Saturday Paroles

And in your shadow I feel wise

hanging on your words

holding me together.



Ripe rain covering skin

and how I never knew just how to say

when all is pushed aside

it's been a long, long Saturday.


you've called so close to home.



And squinting, you'll take no advice

just your stubborn stance.

Oh, how you might have grown.



Ripe rain covering skin

and how I never knew just how to say

when all is pushed aside

it's been a long, long Saturday.



Turns out these things I place on you

all these qualities,

quantities, quandaries

aren't just yours to bear,

but I was unaware that



Ripe rain covering skin

shows how I never

found the words to say

when all is pushed aside

these attributes are mine

it's been a long, long Saturday.