Another from Wes Watkins by Wes Watkins

Another

[Verse 1]
Another day that I get to breathe
Another day where I take it easy
Another chance to see what I mean
I’m wondering if please you could
see me
essence overflowing
Do you need me
to slow down whats been growing

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Out in the garden sits seeds of shame
But they’ll never grow again if we can end this game
Ooo, Lets bide our time child
Wait for rain
to wash away the wilting leaves and lingering pain.

[Verse 2]
Another hand that I wait to hold
Another face that I wait to scold me
Another drink so I can be bold
I’m breaking of the bit wont you
mold me
Clay inside your hands
Please, wont you hold me
the millionth grain of sand

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Wades away within a sea of boundless tears
Given the grave or given all it seems we fear
Wade the water, warm and clear
and maybe with time the drifting boulders disappear

[Bridge 1}
Miffed from the morning wish I had a show
People asking whens the next I tell em I dont know
Maybe it's the time to start seeking other things, uhh, Pulling on some strings, uhh
You know what I mean, uhh
Back when I cooked late night at the cafe
Work all night and play trumpet all day
Bell bottom pants, Black shoes, Black Beret
People telling me I’m from a place far away
Back when I played for tips on the the street
Old lady says big socks, big feet
I never understood young and dumb and fresh meat but at least I’d got a roof, warm bed, and some sleep
Back, back before, when I’d lived in a kitchen
Back when I knew that something else was missing 
Now that I say it, now ain't so bad
At least I got my girl and my horn and my dad

[verse 3]
Another person looking for me
Another person asking for money
Another person trying to get free
Another person trying
to get out
Dont know where we’re going but we’ll
scout out
Feet keeping me going cause

[pre-chorus 3]
Only the cobbler knows where theyve been
and he isnt scared about the mud that theyve run in
He says, “Take your time child!
Theres no race
Youve got the time to find the comfort in your face.

[bridge 2]
You looking for a fight you got one barking up the wrong tree
You sure you looking for me
You treat me like a disease
A bad crease in your jeans
A bad block of wet cheese
A sad shot at a dream
and the results didnt please ya
Please honey I'm not trying to leave ya
I’m sorry that my apathy has left ya feeling peeved, ya?
I’m sorry that I never took the proper time to grieve, ya?
I know I’m kinda blunt, but I'm never being mean, ya?
Scene
Cigarettes aint good for you but what a snack 
Fact.
Food is scarce, money it aint coming back jack
Shake your shack, 
Sevvy levvy got my peanuts back
I aint fat but I take it where I get it at
Pitter-pat
I’m catching up on chitter chat
Look at that
Little Wes he got his magic bugle back
Bit the Bat
Fit the mat on the doorstep
With a wiggle, what a flat
Got a vat or more prepped for the worst
Cigarettes aint good for you but what a snack. 
Fact.
Food is scarce, money it aint coming back jack
Shake your shack, 
I aint fat, take it where I get it at
Pitter-pat
catching up on chitter chat
Look at that
got his magic bugle back
Bit the Bat
Fit the mat on the doorstep
With a wiggle, what a flat
Got a vat or more prepped for the

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