| So satisfied I said a lot of things tonight
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| So long, aphasia, and the ways it kept me hiding
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| It’s not so much exactly all the words I used
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| It’s more that I was somehow down to let them loose
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| So complicated
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| I can’t wait to get explaining
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| Your listening distended out since I’ve been crying
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| So long, aphasia, and the ways it kept me hidden
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| So long to silent nerves and hesitant oblivion
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| You came and sent me out unfurling in the street
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| I felt unprecedented confidence in speaking
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| Just stick around I’m thinking things’ll be alright
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| Newly delivered, won’t you live with me tonight?
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| Something tonight was such a let down on my pride
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| It takes a part of me I don’t got to take some things in stride
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| I’d pace around the place so quiet in myself
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| I’d wake the next and see my silence went unfelt
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| Just when I thought I had this pattern sorted out
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| Apparently my ventricles are full of doubt, now
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| Nah things go wrong sometimes
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| Don’t let it freak you out
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| But if I don’t have you by me then I’ll go underground
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| Nah but what you’ve got was in your reaches all along
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| Plus one day you’ll be reaching for me and I’ll be gone
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| So to help remind myself
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| I wrote this little song
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| One day I won’t need your love
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| One day I won’t define myself by the one I’m thinking of
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| And if one day I won’t need it
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| And one day you won’t need it |