Looking for a book, a gift, searching for a relic
Senses heightened, as if i took a psychedelic
I can feel every breath inhaled by each lung
Dissect every melody of every word sung
Can feel the air, the light behind his face
The perfect sentiment, the most pleasant place
Eyes locked, us both, sipping on pabst
Words flooding, time... lapsed
This welcome can not be over stayed
Anxious ramblings over and over and again replayed
Trying to appear more calm than I felt
Playing it cool, while my heart slowly melts
So cliche, so expected, so everything I've heard before
So I fell for my feelings and I fell to the floor
I pull myself down and again become grounded
Replay the words, your voice, and how sweet it sounded