Into the Street

Spring 2009

You send me on my way
out of your life and into the street
You tell me it's for my own good
but what you really mean
is you care and you don't want to
as much as I don't want to leave

Now I'm left with Fiona Apple,
Peter, Bjorn, and John,
and Feist on a bad day
They tell me they understand
And they help with the pain
But my guitar keeps playing the same song
The one I wrote for you
without words
I wanted to play it for you
But now, you are gone

I could speak of madness
I could tell you how very wrong you are
but none of it matters
if you aren't listening
You're just sitting there quietly reading
Acting like you aren't

You abuse yourself
You foster unhappiness and strife
and you scorn me
for bringing you my sunshine
for enveloping you in my light

I thought I could help
or at least distract you from your ego
but you just shuffled me out into the street
and revert to watching me through a peephole
So very eager for me to leave

And maybe you taught me more than you think
because I'm fooling myself now:
My denial is a brick wall
protecting me from the truth
And littered along my walls
are my pictures of you
You taught me to live in the moment
and I'm stuck on yesterday
because yesterday you were mine
and I am alone with my words today

 

Reviews

[The Scanners See Sound]

This was very enjoyable.

It had just enough symbolism to be somewhat thought-provoking, just enough imagery to get my imagination going, and it was down to earth enough to relate to -highlighting the emotional content to it even more.

If I had a complaint, it would be that while I like that it's down to earth, I wouldnt mind it being a little less 'gravity-stricken', if that makes any sense.

Good show. Cheers.