Salmon
You are like a drifter—who hasn’t left his home
Just plotting and planning—constricting and spanning
You are like temptation—singing from a stone
Floating and crowing—got reserves back there scanning
You forget the schedule—you made in your sleep
Be debt-free in 30 days—if new ID you’ll keep
Your memory is like a salmon—swimming far upstream
It grows weak at the end—but gives birth to brand new things
Ten steps to a new life—but I walked them backwards
Does that mean I have an old one?
Breathe steam on the window—but only when you’re driving
It reminds you that things—aren’t that simple
You are like a drifter—who hasn’t left his home
You are like temptation—singing from a stone
Ten steps to a new life—but I walked them backwards
Does that mean I have an old one?
Breathe steam on the window—but only when you’re driving
It reminds you that things—aren’t that simple
Things aren’t that simple