Red Flag ::new audio::
A signal I have crossed the line
Driven in the wedge
Bumbled to the precipice
I'm teetering on the edge
I wish my thoughts were crafted
Or vetted in some way
Close the gap between intention
And the words I choose to say
I want to be articulate
Remove the crimson doubt
A whisper of 'I like you'
But instead I choose to shout
Hey ho, it's not the first time
Relationships have crashed
An innocent affection
Distorted, crushed or mashed
Can I just hold my hands up?
I know this is a drag
But I'd like to stall perception
And wave this small white flag
I sometimes know it's foolish
This thing my fingers start
As words just don't come easy
When connected to my heart
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