Elevators by Tanner Walle

Show your face
You are so sweet it stings
I'll cover you while you capture the flag

Your landscape
of gold nights gave it away
Hurry up
You'll never learn unless you crawl

Running out of air better hurry to the surface
Struggle all you want
You're leaning toward a purpose

Climbing to the top from the bottom of a crater
And you rise
Like you're riding elevators

Your universe
of red diamond words you curse
It's not enough
You shouldn't second guess no

In your eyes
A bird behind the bars of a cage
You're the one that clipped it's wings

Running out of air better hurry to the surface
You can struggle all you want
but you're leaning toward a purpose

Climbing to the top from the bottom of a crater
And you rise
Like you're riding elevators

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