Spread The Rumors - Socratic

Spread the rumors Julia

He’s going out of his mind

Grandmas going blind

It hurts them both to see

Tears are cures for sore eyes that stare at clouds all their lives

I traded rainchecks to see a sunny day

Leave me and mother alone

Our half family in our two family home

Not much is all we’ve known

A little less is all we own

We are just little thread

Space, the room

Earth, the bed

A woman’s sewing us for the infant universe

She wants no more thoughts and no more drugs

Money or religion

Shes tired of friends and their coincidences

This happens when the kinds doesn’t get enough sleep

He knows what wrong but can’t help what is happening