How Much - Tiny Ruins

On a lilo, reading your letter

I miss you darling, I hope you’re better

It’s such a drag to be apart

Right at the start of it

Tongue in tightropes, tummy a-flutter

It’s not my passion, just my bread and butter

Say you’ll find your way, follow your heart

Think you don’t have a chance at it

How much would you be willing to give?

How much do you take from all of this?

How much before you’re strung out?

You’re a silo, long gone of grains

On the edge of the city in the shadow of the cranes

I want to fill you to the top

And that’s not the half of it

Breaking down in the supermarket

Something for my toothache, is it getting dark yet?

My thoughts are dwelling on the snarks

You’ve just got to laugh at it

How much would you be willing to give?

How much do you take from all of this?

How much

Your planet’s reeling

Your footprints on the floor

Can’t help the feeling

Of wanting nothing more