It's Not the Loss, So Much the Company
Would somebody keep the lights low,
And say it back so slow,
The words I will not hear?
If I seem a bit abrasive,
It's not because I'm bitter,
Or want someone around.
I'm just tired of the searching,
And I'm weary of the patterns,
The way new love decays.
Asphyxiated, starved, flat out obsessed,
Inebriated, with your every waking step.
So if I sing out of rhyme,
And strum out of time,
And crack under the pressure,
Will I last a day or more?
If I'm dumbstruck for words,
And shaking inside, can't get my act together,
Am I any less a man?
I'm looking for some life,
Even a shred of passion.
I am not concerned, I will see this
Through all the distress, I'm able, I'm stable.
Let me lie down and take all of you for granted.
Call me out, call me coward,
Just don't say I wanted this for you.
I'm sinking faster, you're suspended in flight.
My breathing quickens as you're lost in his kiss.
Oh hold out longer, like you've done enough,
And show me you're perfect and I'll walk out.
In Maine I had you.
In your bedroom you held me.
Pennsylvania you missed me.
In your letters you loved me.
In December I lost you.
In Florida you gave me up.
Now your love is another's.
Not that friendship matters much.
I think I'll take a walk
And think on all life's blessing.
See the beauty in a loss,
And start from the beginning.