Squawk

Would you fly, land, unwind to realize
The running around, it slows you down
It speeds things up, you leave the ground

Would you run, stare, become what’s undone
The pacing around, it wears you down
It builds things up, head in the ground

I can’t come down from me
So I guess I’ll let me be
They say hell’s only there
If you really, really care
So I guess I’ll just let me be
Because I can’t come down from me

Would you walk? Stay or squawk? Scream or talk?
The buzzing around, it brings you down
It lifts them up, you lose the ground

Would you cry? Change, hide, ride to fly?
The springing around, it holds you down
It fills them up beneath the ground

So little, such a bother
So little, such a bother
You want this, and I got her