I come defeated
To the ring
Bare and unexpecting
Lace and silk all left behind from lack of effectivity
I couldn't help but notice in the past
I come sublime
Not wanting to disturb
The balance of your crazy life and my not being scared
Pin point against pin point
We rock
And roll without the joy of being alive
No high rope bridges, fountains gushing
But the quiet walking side by side while punching
Holes through our journey's ticket
I come to you but when I come I'm already defeated.