Kelli Schaefer - Trinkets

You’ve got nothing better to do with you time but collect these trinkets and coddle them
Someday you might see me running through fire going down
You’ll be indifferent
Sitting on your cloud

Running your tired mouth
While you make plans in your head ill be scream out loud
Finding dead end after dead end
And I’m ok with that

You will be shooting the shit and flying kites
I will be using and bruising my hands
And the difference is I’ll be doing all that I can to make things better

When the string holding your life is rubbing up against the knife
Busting threads left and right and all you’ve got is time
I’ll be waiting for the day that you look up at me
And say you’ve wasted most your life away just waiting for a sign

Waiting for a sign