I’ll Finish This Book Later

[Verse 1]
Dive into the land of papercuts and ink stained cufflinks
These words open doors
Keep a record of your receipts
To remind you of the joy of the sunset escape

[Chorus]
The poem will bring you down
Your hatreds float away like butterflies
And maybe you'll read this tonight
Gain credence through what you'll recite

[Bridge]
Dust the page often
Take your time

[Verse 2]
Though it seems a constant duel
When you feed yourself the words that open up the child in you
Grab the bourbon from the shelf
This moment needs to be cemented, cemented

[Chorus]
The poem will bring you down
Your hatreds float away like butterflies
And maybe you'll read this tonight
Gain credence through what you'll recite
And maybe you'll read this tonight

[Outro]
Dust the page often
Take your time