Late Bloomer

You are irreplaceable, because I've tried that Is something I know, I know Through the grimy cityscape The ancient walls, the newfound cranes they Suffocate, they suffocate We obsess about the future Question nature versus nurture But I'm just a late bloomer You're not backing a loser I'm just a late bloomer You're not backing a loser, a loser Poet's words, graffiti scrawl, a quick drink In the Long Hall, where I first saw your face But I dream of a distant place, the sea side Lull of foreign trains and your skin awaits The sight, the taste We obsess about the future But sometimes waiting feels like torture And I'm just a late bloomer You're not backing a loser And I'm just a late bloomer You're not backing a loser You're not backing a loser