I don’t live in this world.
My car could crash
And all my secrets packed
Away in bags for you
To find when you’re sorting
Through my room:
My secret life.
The streets give off this glow.
The fog’s rolled in
And it feels like I’m moving faster
Than I’m supposed to go.
It’s beautiful, but I can’t see the road.
And if you were here
Then it’d all be fine
And in a little while I’d clear.
But we’re ignoring storms that always were there
But never seemed so bright—
The way the ocean dries up overnight,
And things could be much worse,
You and I will run our course like rivers.
I don’t care if it’s real.
I feel a few things:
Alcohol and rock & roll
And Broadway musicals
And grand ideals
I’d rather not admit
Except in my secret life.
And if you were here
Then it’d all be fine
And in a little while I’d find
That we keep drawing swords in a world where love
Has never felt so right,
And Karma comes and visits me at night;
I wake up as a stone,
Sharpening the world
With cynical wisdom we already know.
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