Feedback - Rodes Rollins

He was a summer when the trees were green

He was a lover but the trees are sleeves

He grew much older, joined the army

He was my lover for a summer

When I was sixteen

High tide come again

Come take a swim

Sweep me up and pull me in

When there comes that time

And it’s on your mind

I’m your only consequence

There all along

Had I known

Had I known

There was no warning

For feeling that omen

So boy keep it coming

I need that feedback

Now I’m a woman

Let me read your fortune

But oh thats just torture

I need that feedback

Move like we don’t know

Rhythm sings slow

Feeling high but sinking low

Fire keeps running wild

Owning the night

Maybe make you feel alright

There all along

Had I known

Had I known

There was no warning

For feeling that omen

So boy keep it coming

I need that feedback

Now I’m a woman

Let me read your fortune

But oh thats just torture

I need that feedback

There was no warning

For feeling that omen

So boy keep it coming

I need that feedback

Now I’m a woman

Let me read your fortune

But oh thats just torture

I need that feedback

There was no warning

For feeling that omen

So boy keep it coming

I need that feedback

Now I’m a woman

Let me read your fortune

But oh thats just torture

I need that feedback

Now I’m a woman

Let me read your fortune

But oh thats just torture

I need that feedback