Today’s Conversation

[Verse 1]
A piece of cardboard rolling up into a structural and functional form
Brown leaves combusting grey shades of smoke
A form of language I have spoken before
So this is how I'm introducing myself to today's conversation

[Chorus]
Oh, and I'm thinking about them
I just keep talking about them
Oh I, when I talk about them I feel home

[Verse 2]
Can barely write my hands are aftershocks of the long night before
So many things I could say but getting cheesy just fucks with the flow
It's getting harder. No words my head can pour
Then I remember my plans for the night that I bet I'll enjoy

[Chorus]
Oh, and I'm thinking about them
I just keep talking about them
Oh I, when I talk about them I feel home