I'm at this end of my rope, threaded down to strings
the conversation whittles down to ordinary things
another solitary hour starts to grow wings
apartments dry as their starlit magazines
who I am and where I've been
are two completely different things
I can try but I never will reconcile the dreams
of who I wished you were inside
whoever that is you've amounted to be
** I waited but you never came
** a laden life is taking place
** you traded all our summer days
** for staying far out of the rain
found a wheat penny in my pocket, and I found it strange
a used-to-be rarity is common if you keep your change
all to yourself in a bottle outside drinking range
just close enough to absolve all your hunger pangs
** I waited but you never came
** a laden life is taking place
** you traded all our summer days
** for staying far out of the rain
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