Bearing Point

[Verse 1]
The clock hand on the wall of the Ikoyi registry
Ticks like it get somewhere better to be.
This whole building hold its breath for 3 PM,
But my own pressure gauge is reading you, not them.
My tolerance for this long queue is wearing thin,
This wait na friction, darling, tell me when.

[Chorus]
You be my failure point, my only load
My full surrender on this lonely road.
My single bearing point, the place I start,
You got the torque to turn my engine heart.

[Verse 2]
A worn-out copy of ThisDay on the plastic seat.
The Fanta bottle someone left, still half-sweet.
Dust on the fan blade wey no even turn.
Your passport photo, edges starting to burn
Just from my thumb tracing your smile in line,
A quiet worship, yours and only mine.

[Chorus]
You be my failure point, my only load
My full surrender on this lonely road.
My single bearing point, the place I start,
You got the torque to turn my engine heart.

[Bridge]
The officer he say, "Make you stand behind the line."
But me I don cross every border in my mind.
There's no resistance when I think of you...
you are my clean machine, my engine running true.
Meet me for the horizon line, make we be unseen.

[Outro]
(Music strips to bare vocals, faint log drum, and field recording of a clock ticking)
My failure point...
My only load...