Now vs. Forever

 

In a just few minutes

Your marathon breath will finally settle into mile times

I’ll watch your dreams moving

Your head is forest

And the creatures there don’t run in straight lines

 

In a just few hours, you’ll text all your friends

And as you shower I’ll get texting mine

And with our eyes heavy

I’ll rub out the sleep

To see your bedroom in the light for the first time

The first time

 

CHORUS

When can I see you again?

I’m hoping it won’t be a while

 

And maybe days later, a fortnight or something

Hey, wait, we might be onto something here

With all our sense-makings

Our words are a prison

And we’re not in the business

But more in lightning storms

And John Williams scores

We’re nowhere near as clever as our student debt suggests, yet

 

CHORUS

When can I see you again?

I’m hoping it won’t be a while

I’m walking home in your clothes

Borrowing your old shirt

And your poorly hid smile

 

In a few weeks scratch our names on

To the side of some state highway

And like those autographs

There’s no promise this will last

Can’t predict the future

Can’t rely on past but

 

Now is not forever

So don’t think about forever

Right now

 

When can I see you again?

Hoping it won’t be a while

I’m walking home in your clothes

Borrowing your old shirt

 

Right now the sun’s rising

I really should sleep

Though any dream would disappoint me, dear

Blinking in My Bedroom

 

The wind shook me awake and told me everything

But I forgot by the morning

So now I drive with windows down

I pull a kite through the center of town

 

I keep trying but I can’t trust my memories

Only things that I’ve been through

And I mix up all I believe

With all I hope is true

 

So if you need me I’ll be

Out on my hometown streets

Looking for the breeze

 

Are you like me...?

 

Spend every hour in search of a story

Some home, some diet to maybe restore me

I was every prairie highway

Now I’m waiting in the car

Now I’m blinking in my bedroom

Can you see from where you are?

 

There are moments we lose

I mean the tiny ones

The parley after the punch-up

(We fought here!)

I like to think they’re a kind of bruise

And to forget isn’t something we choose

 

Little buttons made of black and blue

We could use as rehearsal cues

Give a name to things that we’ve been through

Til the day they paddle out from shore

And they slip underneath the skin

And the story starts to your chagrin

I’m sorry but I don’t know where to begin

 

I spend every hour in search of a story

Some home, some diet to maybe restore me

There was light and there was shadow

I was bright and fully charged

Now I’m blinking in my bedroom

Can you see from where you are?

 

There’s who we are and who we want to be

Our happiness is a gauge of the gap between

Wait on a savior who knows what we looked like

When all our pieces fit right

But maybe

Could we be happy how we are?

Even if that’s just as hard

 

Spend every hour in search of a story

Some home some diet to maybe restore me

I was every prairie highway

Now I’m waiting in the car

Now I’m blinking in my bedroom

Can you see from where you are?

Can you see from where you are?