Comedown

I think that I expect somehow these odds will come down.

 I think I unconsciously expect tomorrow will be fine.

 Private schools raise you to expect the hard spots go soft.

 Though there’s no rational way to get ‘round these rules

 Me and my posse we’ve done way worse before

 There’s Trinity kids in the penthouse, ever that way

 And their father is gone for the weekend - shit’s going crazy.

 Graduated with things to say.

 Then you get out in that world - it guides you in

 Forever placing yourself from where you came,

 Friction will slot you in from where you came.

 There we were standing, 82nd, it’s dark

 Freedom on our hands, post up in the park.

 If the cops come, we’ll run down the other way

 If we keep up we’ll get caught but maybe not today

 Don’t want it to have it all.

 Stepping out when you want to rise above

 Takes an outsider see how it is.

 Forever placing yourself from where you came.

 There we were standing, 91st CPW.

 Feeling so light in the moment when I kissed you.

 Got another exam in the morning, I chose mine.

 I think I unconsciously expect tomorrow will be fine.