24.4.05

Pirouette

We kept the best for ourselves
No one told us to stop
And if we knew we were wrong
It didn’t bother us for very long
We carved our own hell
Out of basswood and bottle tops
So we thought we were strong
It didn’t carry us for very long
With mix tapes and memories and ziggurats of empties
We all fell asleep at the wheel
You want an objective answer to a subjective question
Well I borrow the things I can’t steal
So it’s us against them
Every Tuesday at eight
After this world of us
It isn’t so easy to separate
But I’ll be damned to believe
Well that’s behind us and I’m better for losing
And don’t expect me to feel
Any better because it’s my choosing
So
You can pirouette to NYC for all I care
I am three years removed
You can lose yourself in September hostas
As I patiently wait to resume
What did you suggest I should do?
With luggage and tickets and car keys and shaving kit
I am three years far away
You were a screamer but all night a whisper
And I can’t make out what you say

Just spent scraps of old songs and laughter and so longs
When I focus they scatter and stray
The protagonist was drown out in an avalanche of prolog
And all of this blue fades to gray

4 comments:

gina said...

wow.i'm going to read through these slowly and over and over because each time i read this i find something else hidden. i am your new biggest fan. when you cut a CD put me on your mailing list. you are/this is the soundtrack of my mind...

Kevin said...

I have CDs, but a while ago I changed my mind and started something different. After we get in front of peple next time I'll have a recording to share (May 6). The last thing I did got me 4 CDs. I'm a busy guy.

gina said...

i'd say.
let me know.

gina said...

We kept the best for ourselves
No one told us to stop
And if we knew we were wrong
It didn’t bother us for very long
We carved our own hell
Out of basswood and bottle tops

-----------------------------------I just needed this somewhere that i could absorb it...