A closer contradiction of taking my time Will fit a loose description of static and wild Thinking about my mother when she was my age On the surface, I trust like a child And everybody's easily lead We'll have that conversation another last time I'll come to your conclusions and you'll never ask mine You'll never ask mine You'll never ask mine Should I lose another Should I lose another Should I lose another day Washing sunlight off my face? Running out of purpose I rush by design To where your body's easily lead We'll have that conversation another last time Why come to your conclusions if you never ask mine? You never ask mine You never ask mine For as long as you curse, It could always be worse in this coming-of-age Force of habit but I knew my truth Was all I could have laid Cause I've always lived like this, Without thinking ahead Til harvest is over there's little to show For the money that I make and throw away How long can you live like this Without thinking ahead? Til harvest is over there's little to talk about But money that you make and throw away You never ask mine, never ask...