There
In the dust
The scramble
The blush
The dawn
Of a moment
Collapses
To dusk
You gotta love what’s left
And move on from the rest
You gotta love what’s left
And move on from the rest
Check out
My new shoes
They’re handsome
Like you
Clean
Like cursive
The posture
That moves
You gotta love what’s left
And move on from the rest