The Evolutionary Pinnacle

I have been waiting on you
I will find a way
I've been watching your face
I will find a way
you've been away so long
but you've been so good to me
we can't be separated
I'll be so good to you
so good to you

I am hanging on
the whisper of
a language that
I can't understand
in bits and bobs
I'll find second jobs
but those should be few
I'll be so good to you

I am the evolutionary pinnacle of a vessel for your perfect love
like a tressel that holds the heavy trains above
like a rain above that is patterned on
the main thing that still matters when
we lose the scents that we counted on
we counted on we counted on
we lose the sense of 

I'll be so good to you
like you've been good to me