Persimmon

The Army, The Navy

Compositor: Maia Ciambriello / Sasha Goldberg

Said you don't like persimmon
But the shade is quite nice
Use your colorful language
As a shy way to slight
So I dress in this orange
But it doesn't look right
Now the lake's frozen over

I've got more room to glide
And I slept in till eleven
With the dog on my side
And my foot dangling off the mattress
I woke up numb
In more ways than one
It's more than a sensation
I see it in all faces now, now

It's enough, it's substantial
I've survived on much less
What's a flame to a candle
When you're melting regardlеss?
So fuck that bitch in your story
And fuck me after I guess
I took hеr arm in the lobby

And I made a new friend
Then talked shit till eleven
It's a means to an end
A road to a bend
A woefully natural progression

I woke up numb
In more ways than one
It's more than a sensation
I see it in all faces now, now

Is it so wrong of me?
Legend has it, I'm sentimental
I hold a strong belief in
All things inconsequential
Just like a highway fire
I'm taking it as a sign, as a sign
I gotta turn around, around

Said you don't like persimmon
They take too long to grow
If you practice your patience
Maybe one day you'll know
Why I dress in this orange
Why I'm taking it slow
Now the lakes frozen over