Long Ears, Low Gears

# Long Ears, Low Gears

Intro

Low... low...

Let it roll

Long ears

Low gears

Easy now

Verse

Quarter past eight—eight, wait, make it nine

I was right on time till I changed my mind

Changed lanes, loose change keeping time in the tray

Carrot-gold coins doing tricks with the bass

Low-liddy, roll-riddy, glide through the middle

Hoppa-da, loppa-da, bass make the ears wiggle

Carro-matic, burrow-side, cool in the coupe

Breeza-be-easy when I slide with the troop

Cream on the seats, sage green on the door

Ride sitting low, but the mood wanted more

Slow, slow—hold up, let the slow roll

Low gear, low fear, little more soul

Old buck waved from the corner café

Said, "Aren't you meant to be somewhere today?"

I said, "Late? Late—wait, that's a matter of taste

Turn it sideways, call it fashionable grace"

He laughed, laughed—then he looked at the clock

That laugh hit different, so I rolled off the block

Phone went bright with your face on the screen

Once, twice—third time, know what that means

I read, "Are you coming?" then I came with a line

Deleted that line

Should've deleted my pride

Chorus

Long ears, low gears

Don't turn slow into never

Long ears, low gears

I can't wait here forever

I can love your easy way

But I need your heart sincere

If you want me beside you

Then bring all of you here

Long ears, low gears

Give me more than charm, my dear

Verse

Made a right—right? Nah, wasn't right yet

Passed your block twice like the street owed a debt

Debt, bet—I could talk my way free

But the smoothest excuse still sounds rough to me

Righta-da-wrong-way, back through the square

Ticka-ta, ticka-ta, clock in my ear

Loopa-da, lose-a-day, round we go

Funny how fast hides inside going slow

Friends at the light said, "Circle once more"

Once more turns four—that's what once is for

I almost turned, turned—then I turned that down

Funny how "no" puts your wheels toward town

Stopped at the market where the night crew stays

Two carrot cakes and a tired bouquet

Clerk said, "Big apology?"

I said, "Small start"

She said, "Flowers reach the table—truth reaches the heart"

True-a-da, true-true

Nothing to decorate

No flippa-da phrase making wrong sound straight

Back in the coupe with the radio faded

Ten neat reasons, rehearsed and arranged

Reason one blamed time, reason two blamed rain

Reason three sounded just like reason one again

So I dropped one, two—two through ten

Pulled to your curb with no story to spin

You stood by the gate, coat closed, eyes clear

I said, "I kept moving so you couldn't get near"

There

Plain truth

No shine on that

Put the keys in your paw, took a step from the car

Said, "You choose the road—I forgot where we are"

Chorus

Long ears, low gears

Don't turn slow into never

Long ears, low gears

I won't hold us both together

I still love your easy way

But the road ends here

If you want me beside you

Then make your meaning clear

Long ears, low gears

Give me truth without the charm, my dear

Bridge

I don't need another promise

Dressed up sweet and sounding clever

I need you when the road gets quiet

I need you here, not whenever

You gave me the keys

You let your story end

That doesn't heal it all tonight

But now the truth can begin

Final Chorus

Long ears, low gears

Now we're moving toward what matters

Long ears, low gears

We can face this road together

Keep your cool, your easy way

Just don't disappear

If you want me beside you

Keep bringing your whole heart here

Long ears, low gears

No more hiding behind charm, my dear

Long ears—long, long ears

Low gears—real low gears

This time I decide

And you stay right here

Outro

Left, right

No—right, right

She took the wheel

He let her steer

Roll-a-da, roll-a-da

Real slow home

Two carrot cakes

One green light

Long ears

Low gears