Bouquet Pinback

I adjust the time
For you to be here

Bouquet is broken
It's found on person
A threat is sunken beneath the ocean
And when the numbers count down to none
Another sequence somehow begun

And it's the note that stings
And it's the prose that sticks
And its question banging around the center of the one
And it's the note that stings
And it's the prose that sticks
And its question banging around the center of the one

And to no surprise
(I adjust the time
For you to be here)
There'll be no surprise

Reflecting eyes upon the surface
What's beneath the water trailing out from sea
I bet you know more that you sermon
I'll leave you to the blankness
It's more than you left me