Let's wait 'til tomorrow
The guilt trip stains white paper to black
Like permanent marker bleeding through reams
I am in the water
I am cut, dry, and soaked to the bone
Omni-prestigious legacy in dreams
Almost you
I'll miss you aloud
Almost you
This hand doesn't borrow
The need is in weight, tick-tock, in and out
And measured in units less than intent and glue
A little less distant
Some say the same as you
A name is as violent as what you assume is true
For a walk I'd throw a lie at you
For a talk five years I'd prepare in youth
And I know it's over when you flash the eye and tooth
But it's you, almost you I fall into
Almost you
I'll miss you aloud
Almost you
I'll miss you on purpose now