Swingin' Utters

All Laced Up

Swingin' Utters


You've got to follow your traces 
because I've seen so many familiar faces 
unfinished races 
stolen bases 
fallen graces 
all laced up, 
but pit fallen 
the community heals 
while my eyes are still swollen 
my friends have picked up 
their paces while I'm still tying my laces 
they're acting gracious with my patience 
my fallen graces