Wheel
Cate Le Bon
Its been a mild winter here
And I've buckled like a wheel
Sucked the life from gods routine
Broke the royal we
Over me
I could resign to the opulence
Of abstract optimistic love
Raise a glass in a season of ash
And pour it over me
Over me
DO I miss your loving?
When I need it
Double down on swallowed dreams
No prisoner
No peace
I do not think that you love yourself
I'd take you back to school
And teach you right
How to want a life
But, it takes more time than you'd tender
Over me
WAIT
