Choice Mountain
I’m tryna read my ocean homeI’m tryna read my ocean
Though I don’t know nothing of the swamp
And I could be a limbless star
Pushing out the circle
Ready to delight
And you don’t look impressed
I could be the dolphin of your dreams
Willing wings to my chest
One day I’ll go up and show you how
Winds and monsoons will give you a But so much yet to hide, am I lose no more friends no Film on my lips
And why you never call like I’m old, and I’m cold
I’m not coming good
A cherub in the ash tray
Wriggling back to the source,
And thrashing up the water falls for what
Somewhere there is a place
And I could be the whale that takes you all
But maybe I’m a lioness,
And when I reach the shore
I’ll tear apart hyenas with no thought
Now organs and a glossy globe
And codder at the tension
Muscle mass and
Tryin' to figure my place
And feverish with all my dreams away
They don’t notice me now
But I could be the whale that takes them all
I know…
Try this and try this and try this again
I’m never gonna make it Don’t leave me, me Let’s try this again
The tiny little fish
homeless, and
And drifting away
Just
And ancient up to the pond
Only to be lost among the wild
Somewhere there is a place
And I could be a pterodactyl god
I’m tryna to read my ocean home.