As Say The Pilgrims, So Say I

Gently talking with the girl
who got too far
On my coming of a tender age
Strange how words are sometimes cold
and falling away
No more heat from you this indian summer
Of the moment drops a growing pain
Snakelike question and it burns like hate
Bleeding orange answers
There is still the question why
Taking your time to answer that
Talking for hours and hours
Making it up as you go along
"This won't take long" you said you said
Coffe jars in open bars
less travelled by
Some empty space to fill with abstinence
Blue time envy being late
but it's here to stay
This is nothing like I thought it'd be
"It could happen to" you keep telling me
"anybody" That's good enough for me
Bleeding orange answers
There is still the question why
Stops the breathing in so many words
It's no burden and I wear it well
Recognize and take to heart
There is still the question why
Taking your time to answer that
Talking for hours and hours
Making it up as you go along
"This won't take long" you said you said