Socrates and me Not the best combo lately No regrets just bent and out of stately Braiding wool and shredding glass Glowing face an aftermath It’s an afterthought, and after that Well, I’ll go home in monochrome Dictate words onto tape To cellophone and meditate Slamming pours and stirring dots Sliding hands and taking shots Braiding wool and shredding glass Glowing face an aftermath It’s an afterthought, and after that Well, I’ll go home in monochrome