Still A Fly - Willy Mason

That’s alright, that’s okay

I can wait, you’re still a fly

Eating through

Trying to live in the space you live

But still, you’re just a kid

You shouldn’t read Dostoevsky at your age

That and nicotine will make you pale and lean

And twist your face like Mr. Grays

Religious manifests in paintings that you make

Or else your eyes will stay the same

Are you that hungry for a change?

You’re waking up

You’re flying out

The door has sprung loose

Don’t forget me

That’s alright, that’s okay

We can just run away

And justify our escape with the games that we play

And when we get there

I will say Hey baby

Maybe you would laugh a lot

Because that’s not something I usually say

But that’s the whole reason

Why I got on the tip of my tongue

And that’s still okay

You’re waking up

You’re flying out

The door has sprung loose

Don’t forget me

And then it came and rained on down

From the sky and into my head

I tried to think but it was too fast

So I just said anything that came at last

You’re waking up

You’re flying out

The door has sprung loose

Don’t forget me

You’re waking up

You’re flying out

The door has sprung loose

Don’t forget me