I never could write a song It was an unnatural endeavour, and I wanted to, so much, but the notes and words refused to stretch out of the womb Or at least knock the walls within to give a hint as to what frivolities or beauty I could put into the spaces I tried to conjure up a melody, a rhyme that wasn't wickedly elementary, but all that came were impatient breaths So I fumble with words and their infinities instead