I Leave Stones Unturned

I motor away
I motor away too soon when I want to stay, and wait
I’ve got a lot of things to do, but then I hesitate
God damn the unicorn
God damn the glitter
I can’t sleep
It’s too many cars outside when I’m counting sheep
I try to relate
But you’re vague and you think by now I would have learned
But every time I think I’m close I leave stones unturned
I motor away
Motor away too soon when I want to stay
I’ve got a lot of things to say, but it’s getting late