What I'D Say

All is complex and precarious Unattached I dance along the double edge Where they went wasn't where they intended... And sometimes , in this life... All the signs don't necessarily tell you the way Unclean hands matching unclean feet Polluted thoughts still comprising the way I speak... Where is your presence currently taking up space? Because it's quite empty here... Tear ducts similar to the flow of those dirty rivers I don't expect you to understand It's difficult even for me... at times to comprehend... It's the fear that motivates It's the fear the keeps you stationary What I'd give to earn a smile from your face... What I'd say... Yeah what I'd say And when your happiness is derived from devices... You shouldn't be afraid of the surprises