Hot Damn

Hey, don’t give it up and send it away, yeah

I said to give it away, yeah

Don’t give it up and send it away. Hot damn you’re the man, got a plan today, yeah

You wrote but back now now a heart attack. Drop seven, my backpack, go

I’m so tired, but man, do you know? Hot Damn, it’s slo mo. Gotta give it up and send it away, yeah

Don’t give it up or give it away, yeah? Don’t you know you’re my baby? Go get it all and give it away, yeah

Hot Damn

I find myself walking, and it’s cold

I can see, but it feels darker than I know that it is

And everything is like a washed out gray blanket. I look up. I’m looking for you, but it’s all fuzzy static

Wind pushes snow across the road. It flutters like Moondust

And I notice myself breathing in and out

And it hits me as I feel myself expand. And now I’m dancing. Like Moondust

And I know that it was always there, it just seemed too small to be that big

Nothing can give you what isn’t already there, this is axiomatic. And it’s Cold