Your like peeling paint on stuckle
Tough as anchors holding bridges of steel
Smart as an enginer
Shinny as our aluminum faucet
But Rusty as our stair hinches
And at this minute
Your worn down as our wooden stairs
Its been a whirl wind of a dust storm
No rainbow dusted fairytale
But its been our storm
Our tempest may not be picturesque
But its peaceful and secure
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 1:47 PM UTC
Your like peeling paint on stuckle
Tough as anchors holding bridges of steel
Smart as an enginer
Shinny as our aluminum faucet
But Rusty as our stair hinches
And at this minute
Your worn down as our wooden stairs
Its been a whirl wind of a dust storm
No rainbow dusted fairytale
But its been our storm
Our tempest may not be picturesque
But its peaceful and secure
