Genesis Owusu – Smiling with No Teeth

ROADRUNNER: NEW LIGHT, NEW MACHINE

WHAT'S THE OCCASION?

I think I'm good
After too much food
there I stood
suddenly realizing
perhaps I should
make it clear
and understood
that in consideration of everything else, 
I think I'm good

I think I'm good
since I played snood
more than I should
Mr. Roger's neighbourhood
taught me good
do things as I would
as best as I could
participating in 
doing good 

I think I'm good
I think I'm good
I think I'm too good sometimes
even gooder than I should
ever elude 
but sometimes being gooder than good
is just too good
and thus not good enough to
be just the right amount of good
So while in the mood
there I stood
for nothing less than
the best good a good man should
and would
be able to do
directly too
So  dude
just do what's good
and don't be rude
and take into consideration 
of everything else,
I think I'm good.

I think I'm good.
I think I'm good.
I think, therefore, I am good...

I think I'm good

Enough 

[Verse 1]
I wake in the static
words folded back on themselves—
echoes spill from the ceiling
and I don’t know which are mine
Your silence hums like a circuit
looping the same confession—
everything slips through the cracks
but I still hold the sound of your breath

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a limit to my waiting
a rhythm to the ache
but I’m still standing
inside your unfinished songs

[Chorus]
Everything in its wrong place
every word half-erased—
still I carry the weight of enough
to love you
to break you
to hold when the walls start to move

[Verse 2]
Your heart is a shutter—
opening closing
letting in fragments of light
I lean against the frame
hoping the door remembers my key
I count the spaces between beats
the pauses heavy as stone—
they ask if love has a limit
and I answer—only the ones we broke

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a pulse beneath the silence
a ghost in every line
and I am here
caught in your echo’s design

[Chorus]
Everything in its wrong place
every word half-erased—
still I carry the ache of enough
to love you
to break you
to hold when the walls start to move

[Bridge]
Is this love or the ghost of it?
Is this love or the lack of it?
Is this love…?

[Final Chorus]
Everything in its wrong place
but your name still burns in the static
The limit of love is not distance—
it’s silence
and I refuse to be silent

Enough

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