Finite - Kat Frankie

You’re gonna catch a cold in the rain

I can’t explain

With every movement, every step nearer

It breaks

So I watch you get into your car

This street and the next streets

Not far enough

So I can be save

And only when I look at you

With the review

Receding

Still bleeding

From perspective

Yet you be something much smaller

Get to call it most trivial

Get to put it down to a lesson learned

Put it down to experience

Still it took me too long

And it took me not long, long enough

Now, when I get out much

To pretend

It ended as it started

And I’m startled, then awake

See the poultry, see the rake,

We may

Shiver and desire shake you

Keep taking advantage

See the bruises, see the bandage

I’ll manage with the aching

I won’t call you

But can I call it most trivial

Can I put it down to a lesson learned

(Can I) Put it down to experience

Still it took me too long

And it took me not long

It took me too long

And it took me not long

It took me too long

And it took me not long

It took me too long

And it took me not, not, not long enough