bothering [Live at Paul's]
forgive or forget
focus or fall asleep
and be found
ten thousand feet off the ground
dreaming of distance
fleeting
the cd skips and repeats
like leather cracks in seats
fault lines or freeways
ink dried on letters sent
expedited at the rate we’re declining
present or protest
drifting and floating free
not prophetic but it feels meant to be
it’s not bothering me
if it’s not bothering you
it’s not bothering me at all