i wont run from IT

Now, look at that road
Look at that climb
When its throwing in a nickel or get out a dime
Too patterned, too close
Too flattered, too broke
Now look at you go
Took the morning to float
Took the morning to find
I got a vision of a mission but an awkward vibe
Too livid, too scared
Too loving, too closed
Now look at you know
When the cause is dead on arrival
And you coulda shoulda woulda for free
Now look at your post script, every minute
Its a very slow thing to have glean
So maybe you know
Or maybe you dont
It isnt time for a fitting of a passing cloak
Too forward, too fine
Too patient, too wise
Now look at you shine
Took the matter to house
Took the matter to mouth
With the feeling that Im fishing in a harbor now!
Too clever, too kind
Too patterned to hide
Now look at that smile
So when the cause aint dead on arrival
And you couldnt shouldnt wouldnt for free
Do not hang your cause on revival
Cause now looking is bringing you grief
So when the cause is dead on arrival
And you coulda shoulda woulda for free
I wouldnt of forced it on the minute
Its a very hard thing to have grief
Ah give it a minute, were dancing in it