Thursday, April 12, 2012

It's All Right

Moving down the street
I miss the steps, 'tween you and me
You're in a hurry
It's taking you somewhere
If only I could go somewhere

I don't see many people
Just some faces, and I know
It'll be the same
Regardless of where Jane is
But she'll never know
that simple truth

And had I succeeded that last time
Had it all gone black, or blue, or gray
Hair bursting out like a grenade
In all fairness, it would still have been the same
Only in a place
unlike this one, I guess?

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