Talking to Trees Billy Cobb

You left the door wide open
For your thoughts to spill
But suppose your brain's already filled

But there's still some months to pick off where we once left off
When we didn't fail to spawn a newborn thought

You would sit back in the corner while I played my TV games
I said to wait your turn
But that turn never came

Now that we're older
I feel a bit ashamed
If you still want to
I'll take the lead
And I'll follow the way

I'm just so used to putting myself before everyone else
But I'll let go of that mantra
And I'll keep it on the shelf

We would play in the backyard
We would throw on the stones
Act like we're in the movies
Started making out own