Postage

So you write about it, thinkin I’m not listenin
You’re so right about it, but I wish you wouldn’t
Cause you talk about it too much, too much
And you don’t lie about it and I know
I don’t hear your voice quite the same anymore
Everything you say’s simplified, no life in your eyes
But you make sure, your wrist is so froze, yuh
Like you’re supposed to
They think you’ve lost sight but
I think you’ve found out what’s right
So you write about it, thinkin I’m not listenin
You’re so right about it, but I wish you wouldn’t
Cause you talk about it too much, too much
And you don’t lie about it and I know
So you write about it, thinkin I’m not listenin
You’re so right about it, but I wish you wouldn’t
Cause you talk about it too much, too much
And you don’t lie about it and I know you’re dyin too young
You don’t needs those bottles, come and let me rock you to sleep
Baby, you’re my star, yeah, sun, sunflower cadence
Don’t let them make you stop shining like you do
They think you’ve lost your mind
I think you’ve just found your eye
So you write about it, thinkin I’m not listenin
You’re so right about it, but I wish you wouldn’t
Cause you talk about it too much, too much
And you don’t lie about it and I know
So you write about it, thinkin I’m not listenin
You’re so right about it, but I wish you wouldn’t
Cause you talk about it too much, too much
And you don’t lie about it and I know you’re dyin too young
I know you know where to look if you need to find me
And I hope you do
I have to go now; cause they’re making me sleepy
I just hope that when you find me, you’ll stay