Defiant

Woman Woman, what’s your hurry

You’re always out of breath

Don’t you know that too much worry

Will lead to an early death?

Mister mister, what’s this cause

That keeps you occupied?

Don’t you know that counting flaws

Is short of suicide?

Woman, woman, can you see the finish line?

Tell me love, what you’re looking for

And I will see if I have the time

And if I have the time for this

Will you catch your breath?

I think you know that one deep slow kiss

just might save you from an early death

Mister, Mister, what’s the matter

You seem to have lost your touch

You once held her, you once felt her

Don’t you know yesterday never matters much?

Woman woman, can’t you see

What stands in front of you

That thin red line of self-hate and ambiguity

Is always a shade away from blue

Tell me love if you’ll be more pro-life

In this pro-choice world

Because mister mister is out of breath

Without his rested girl

And if all things are never meant to last

Including sunshine and it’s rain

I promise you that this too will pass

As defiant as that eternal flame