Two kinds of grind, the first in mind
Intermittent sleep at night
Pictures tell a sorry tale
In memories I fail

Honey I'm coming
Inside of you I'm dying
Creation at the same time
Nature at the wheel driving

Forward is a tricky line
My way is longer but it's fine
I often wonder if we'll meet
By random on some random street

Honey I'm coming
Inside of you I'm dying
Creation at the same time
Nature at the wheel driving

I got a script ten miles long
In every foot another song
And scrolling slowly over time
Change the names and make it rhyme