I'll Finish This Book Later 歌词

Dive into the land of papercuts and ink stained cufflinks These words open doors Keep a record of your receipts To remind you of the joy of the sunset escape The poem will bring you down Your hatreds float away like butterflies And maybe you'll read this tonight Gain credence through what you'll recite Dust the page often Take your time Though it seems a constant duel When you feed yourself the words that open up the child in you Grab the bourbon from the shelf This moment needs to be cemented, cemented The poem will bring you down Your hatreds float away like butterflies And maybe you'll read this tonight Gain credence through what you'll recite And maybe you'll read this tonight Dust the page often Take your time