When Will the Writer
Danielle Ate The Sandwich
engineer, engine near me
tie the strings to lift the pulleys
pull the elevators up and down
climbing buildings i am thinking of you now
engineer, spin my worries
make a forest for yourself
and then forge me
winter winds have been blowing cruel and cold
in my head i think things i'll never know
oh engineer, please be truthful
oh engineer, i'm no fool
engineer, he has frozen
all my limbs with his potion
and i will drink your drug until i'm dried
you can catapult me anywhere you like
oh engineer, use your equations
to solve the things that i dare not to
it seems to be very, so very simple
when you are making math problems up in your head
engineer, calculate me
use your numbers and your shapes
to relieve me
standing still my guts and glee growl
sooner or later april come she will
oh engineer, when will the writer
uplift his pen
i've been patient all year
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