Dark & Slow

I am but a well my lord
That has burst forth

I’m sorry to disturb you
On a Sunday

I’m two coffees in
As you well know

I’m every rule I’ve broken
Every arrow I’ve knocked astray

All those poisoned arrows lord
I know, but not really

Yeah
Let’s cancel the date

I’m not ready
Neither are you

We chauffeur each other through
Look back constantly

Her knickers down
The two guys mauling her

Her muffled compliance
In my cab

She glistens silent
A tunnel for a muse