Folded - Spencer Radcliffe

You cannot expect the world to unfold

Right in front of you

Certain things were made for a later time

And a better point of view

It’s true

Pass me by

Ask me why

I can not

Tell a lie

Call me when you’re less upset

I’ll win the lottery one of these days

I bet

Call me when you’re not so upset

I’ll win the lottery one of these days

I bet:

I’ll be in the sun-beam dew-drop early-morning mixture

Pleading with the spots on your skin «stay a permanent fixture.»

Imagine me with a fully flaming face (fire still breathes oxygen)

A perfect sun: warming gone cold mid-morning coffee talks at 10