Hello. Y​.​O​.​L​.​O.

by Toni Marshall

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Be yourself.
To each their own.
But if you find you're always
whining on the microphone.
Better pass it on.
Sit your ass on down.
Get your listen on.
Appreciate the sound.

Hello. Y-O-L-O.
What's never done is never known.
Don't get comfortable sittin'
on the oats you're 'sposed to sew.
Sometimes you get gotten
gettin' to the get go,
and become the living proof
of what living can do to you.

I'm a little late to the party.
I'm a little bit poorly drawn.
I can testify right to the choir.
But none of them will follow me home.

There's a light in your eyes.
There's a sound in my soul.
There's a song in between
that's beyond my control.

Be yourself.
To each their own.
But if you find you're always dyin'
to get the friction on:
sticks and stones,
broken homes.
You'll never get back
all the time you've loaned.

Hello. Y-O-L-O
What's never done is never known.
Don't get caught up in the notes
you're not listening to the tones.
Your time's the only thing
you really own.
You become the living proof
of what living can do to you.

I'm a little late to the party.
I'm a little bit poorly drawn.
I can testify right to the choir.
But none of them will follow me home.

There's a light in your eyes.
There's a sound in my soul.
There's a song in between
that's beyond my control.

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released June 7, 2017

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