Something New from Something Happy by Torrey

Tell me something special that you do.
Tell me you think I’m good-- I’ll try to believe you.
Caught up, just to pivot towards your way.
Some sort of reconciled place to be.

Caught up, won’t you rip it up in two.
Tell me you think I’m good for you.
All just-- did I drag you along my way.
Some sort of reconciled place, I’d be.

I keep littered mugs in my room--
Is that something you do?
Are your shoes rotten too?

Packed up thoughts swell up and move
Is that something new?
Are your shoes rotten?

I keep littered mugs
Is that something new?
Oh, you’re not rotten.
Oh, you’re not rotten.

I keep littered mugs in my
Is that something new?
Oh, you’re not rotten.

I keep little bugs in my
Is that something you?
Oh, you’re not rotten.

• Pop
• Oakland