Lyrics:
Little squirrel, come running
I've got nuts in my hand.
You can help me eat them,
but if you're scared, I understand.
Go back to your band of familiar friends
I'll turn back to my book
and try not to look over my shoulder
at the people I mistook
for myself if only I were bolder.
Peering out from behind my words
that are circling the birds
chirping out your names,
they don't sound the same.
They're so lack-luster in their cheer
'cause I'm still wishing you were here
but you're not
I hope Austin's still weird,
Richardson's got lots of nerds, but still you're not so near,
Chicago's cold and so far up north,
That might seem obvious,
but it's still so hard to grasp
that I can't walk over to see you.
So I'll crumple up a map,
folding up the bits I don't want to see,
make my own geography.
I'll wrap myself up inside that world
so my composure won't unfurl.
Little squirrel come running,
'cause you're my only friend.
You must know why I'm so timid,
so I'm sure you'll understand
why I read a lot
and twitch when I'm nervous.
Regardless, this is an awesome (and upbeat!) song
stromboliportico 1 year ago
Stop making me sad
stromboliportico 1 year ago