Dreamtownhall

You turn a conversation to a marathon
Exposing my fragility for good and purpose
Push me further
I questioning just what’s my hurry
No day I’ll snap the ribbon, dirt the runners versus

No need for verdicts while I’m out here scoping prairie fields
True, the way your neck is craned is where else found? ’round here?
Passed me by in past, it learned me you might do the same
And that’s a lesson, whoever caused their crash while idling
Tap don’t mash the breaks

Balance patience with the highs of gasping
Gas-breathe slows the pace
Smiling ’cause you made me stay
Touching easy
Moments ain’t to make
So I’m savoring this slide of hours