Urgency

You can feel its bloom
In the car at night in June
Or on a roof
Feel the wind blow through
And dark spots appear
Where things once were clear

If the world doesn't start being good to us soon
I swear I might disappear
But why should the world be good to me?
Have I ever been good to the world?

I feel some urgency
Pressing hard on me
To tell everyone
Sometimes love's not enough