Well the post went up this morning

And the vultures come to play

Leftover lines from the night before

And "if you know you know" as always

So the artists picked their filters

And the comics their best rhymes

While the sentimentals did their best

To nostalgize present times

If you can't stand the space between us

Let me off that line

And I won't beg to hear your reason

I got a corner of the room that I drift into

When it's quarter past two and all I've got is time

And half my mind

Saw a man out on the corner

In his hands a painted sign

And I wondered if the words he wrote

Were ones he could define

And if he'd ever stumbled

Over crutches he disguised

As a 280 character count

And 1080 pixels wide

If you can't stand the space between us

Let me off that line

And I won't beg to hear your reason

I got a corner of the room that I drift into

When it's quarter past two and all I've got is time

And half my mind

Oh we'll be fine

But if I gotta grow up let me do it on my own time

Oh don't throw me a line

And if I gotta grow up let me do it on my own time

If you can't stand the space between us

Let me off that line

And I won't beg to hear your reason

I got a corner of the room that I drift into

When it's quarter past two and all I've got is time

And half my mind