Melting In The Sun

The 88

Melting in the sun 
She was undone 
Bringing sheets for hats

Sensing I was small 
I became tall 
Swinging meats and bats 
Doesn’t it seem 

We broke it off too soon 
Doesn’t it seem 
We know the stalling tune 
Running out the back 

Dashing for crack 
Keeping Christ below 
Sensing I was done 
I became one 

Freezing, iced, and slow 
It’s not enough 
And when I’m up 
It’s not enough 
But now I know 
It’s only me