souvenir

By

i wonder if you’re ever here
standing back just looking
drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes
a shitty fuckin tuesday

i’ll say it to you nicely
i’m tired of seeing you in my dreams at night
waking up with a cold sweat
you said i’ll never know myself

walking back from high school
singing some swell season
you turn left and i’ll go right
i guess i’ll see you eventually

killin’ time and lying games
looking for your shadow
if i catch a glimpse of your fall glow
i think i will escape
like i do