Raised on this platform I stand
Please forget this prolonged moment
dust collects on this hardwood floor
rattling irrelevant tales of nothingness
to semi-open ears
while teeth nervously trim fingernails
waiting for designated time to speak
anticipating moments to address a fatigued
so beautiful are the words uttered in
already forgotten, my time has past
maybe tomorrow nerves won't fail,
yeah maybe later...

Lyrics submitted by The Drift

Second of June song meanings
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