to suspance
and a cop who forgets
but there may be some truth
in a poor script
and a fancy view:
we got nothing on our arm
no flash lighting the pool,
we got time
and we can sleep in
while the sun rises,
we can stretch hope
and delay happiness
we can linger
because we think it best
or the only chance we got
until we're ready
until the moment comes
until some fates collide...
Until time shows up
and we may cry
but know it's on us,
everything's waiting for us
in the short run.
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