Sycamore Leaves

Palm Trees

And Sycamore Leaves

Find both

Along my street

But I

Only see the one changing

Though they feel the same

Breeze

Double checking

All my blind spots

Hoping maybe

I'll find the plot

But I

Can't shake the feeling I'm not

Gonna be what you

Want

Honeysuckle Barricade

Bare-knuckle Palisade

I asked for stitches

But they had a

Band aid

Break neck

Head bang

Dance to the

Air raid

Packed quarters for lunch

But the arcade

Sounds like fun got a hunch

I might break

My high score babe

I'm superstitious

But you drink the kool aid

Glass house on a molehill

By the rite-aid

Afraid they'll throw their stones

Have you tried dropping yours

I don't blame the

Person I tried to be

I know that she

Tried her best for me

I don't extend the same grace

To current me

Pretty mad at that bitch

Currently

I make mistakes

And claim I've learned

Then touch the fire like

I don't know that it burns

Honeysuckle Barricade

Bare-knuckle Palisade

I asked for stitches

But they had a

Band aid

Break neck

Head bang

Dance to the

Air raid

Packed quarters for lunch

But the arcade

Sounds like fun got a hunch

I might break

My high score babe

I'm superstitious

But you drink the kool aid

Glass house on a molehill

By the rite-aid

Afraid they'll throw their stones

Have you tried dropping yours

There's an obelisk

At the bottom of the lake

And it's obvious

That the fish are all fake

And they watch us drown as they

Take their place

Like an audience

With money to waste

And they

Throw out

A raft just for a laugh

Take up the slack

Before you're attached

Throw out a line again

Lookin' back

Just to reel it in again twice as fast

It's not a joke but the punchline

Guts

What about my suffering's so damn fun

Palm Trees

And Sycamore Leaves

Find both

Along my street

But I

Only see the one changing

Though they feel the same

Breeze

Double checking

All my blind spots

Hoping maybe

I'll find the plot

But I

Can't shake the feeling I'm not

Gonna be what you

Want