Saturday
When I was four you used to yell at me for going up the stairs.
It was respect.
My childhood dog is burried in your backyard.
It was love.
No Christmas was complete without seeing your face.
It was unity
You always said if you have nothing nice to say, shut up.
It was honesty
That special room holds the secrets to silence.
It was admiration.
Though I no longer know how these things feel from you in a present moment.
They were gifts.
Though we were not bonded by blood.
We were family.
Though I could not reach you to tell you new stories, Oh that I longer to do.
You were here.
Though I am but a million miles away.
I am there.
In silence.
I question thee
Man now I know you’ll hate me, you always do. Starting hot, just like its pposed tooo, --but we fizzle, fight,fuck, freak out over every little thing like we shouldn't do.
Killin brain cells every afternoon watching youtube.
Do a little weed, mix a little speed. Hoping that we find strength in the middle of a boring conversation at a new restaurant.
Every, afternoon when we cant get it up, cant get down with each other cuz we too busy hounding each other over, every little thing like we, shouldn't, do. Man I'm sick of you. What's the point. What's the point? What's the point? What's the point?
Now I'm looking away.
A far off distant space.
Doesn't seem so bad.
Doesn't sound so bad, now.
Does it?
Ahh So that's it, the ending you told em all about, but not me. Not until it was 12 degrees. Leaving me on my knees. Begging please. Shiiit I was pathetic, but that shit only makes you stronger. I couldn't do it any longer, livin for two that way. I thought it was the only way. Now looking back I see that it's what's made a man of me.
Now I'm looking away.
A far off distant space
Doesn't feel so bad.
Doesn't hurt so bad anymore.
Now I'm looking away.
A far off distant space..you know
Doesn't feel so bad.
Doesn't hurt so bad anymore.
So as I question thee
(What's the point? What's the point?
What's the point? What's the point?)
Inside my head you see,
(What's the point? What's the point?
What's the point? What's the point?)
Get out my head please
(What's the point? What's the point?
What's the point? What's the point?)
I remember trees standing still…
The sky all grey.
Like it was perfect that way.
Now? Not a chirp. Not a peep. Not a cry. Not a moan. Just me, all alone.
With our cat and my phone.
I remember that it was I that questioned thee.
What's the point?
Itchy
First of summer and my winter coat is peeling. The owls sing a song of lust tonight. For them, not for me.
I've always had trouble with this June. You burn away the fat Way to soon.
I look to you in desperation. But only tonight. We whisper mimics of what it was back then, just to help me sleep.
Nd’ I will cry, cry, I will not cry.
I'm thirsty, hungry, looking to dance. Cuz my heart is broken out of boredom, looking for chance. Itchy, antsy, looking for you. I don't wanna do this alone, do you?
This pillow case still carries reminiscence of your brain. I can't tell if it's me or just the same. It won't change.
Feelings of happiness surge to me like a thundering wave. Only to come crashing down In discontent.
I need to swing my arms in rhythm with yours, but you're m.i.a. And you need to listen, need to learn. Cuz somethings gonna happen soon.
I'm thirsty, hungry, looking to dance. Cuz my heart is broken out of boredom, looking for chance. Itchy, antsy, looking for you. I don't wanna do this alone, do you?
Days follow days and nights follow nights (it's always the same thing×4) cold creeps in and hands bleed bare.
There's only one needle left. I'm gonna feel it with you
And I will cry, cry, I will not cry.
I'm thirsty, hungry, looking to dance. Cuz my heart is broken out of boredom, looking for chance. Itchy, antsy, looking for you. I don't wanna do this alone, do you?
Where the colors collide
I've had goodbyes,
And seen long nights.
I've taken day by day.
I've said hellos,
And still there's woes,
Yet I return to you and stay.
I've had thoughts of running away
I've had good highs,
That made long nights.
I took day to day.
I've said some lies
That caused some woes
And returned to you, I stay.
I'm having thoughts again.
Quarantine
Across the field, he watched two young men in blue running.
Opposite his direction.
Jim tapped on the window just for the chance that they might turn their head and look. A wave. A nod. A smile. Something.
They didn't.
So he closed the curtains and lowered himself from the window sill , not bummed, or angry, just...present.
Jim walked to the kitchen to make some tea, and, as he did, smiled because he could hear laughter.
"I'm glad someone can enjoy this beautiful day"
One Day
We lurk among the shadows.
At the fingertips of love.
With you, I often wonder.
In ifs, and buts, and what's.
No logic to be told.
No plans to be made.
Only hope hinges on the words
"One day."
The emotions we can't escape.
A story best not to write.
A pill I cannot swollow.
A door I cannot shut.
No matter how hard I scrub,
This slate is never clean.
"One day"
To you, your eyes I wondered.
In, far to deep.
Alas, regrets I do not have
Because no secrets
were mine to keep.
"One day"
The pace we walk, it matches.
The games we play, the same.
But it seems like only one of us
Can say the others name.
"One day"
When I was a kid, love was a riddle.
Not some nursery rhyme.
But with you it's more like blue's clues,
Stuck on Rewind.
"One day"
If we can just find a way.
If we could get it fixed.
We'll sit and press play
And be amazed by our tricks.
"One day"
But for now I often wonder
If we'll ever have our time.
And that chance to go back
to your place, or mine.
Yeah One day we'll star in the show.
But for now I guess,
we're just two kids with a curfew,
and only one ticket to go.