Apsides

The moment I thought I knew

where I was standing,

counting minutes by

the beat of my hands tapping,

all the walls are covered in my fault.

I once wrote a song,

the meaning was lost

when my words came out wrong.

But you all held it down,

you all held it to me to sing it out loud.

Just understand

that I don't want to do this again.

We grew apart,

and I can feel for once

that I belong somewhere else.

Will it sell?

And will the kids define it

as something that breaks the ground,

and all the things that don't amount

to anything at all?

Back on Lafayette

we were so unsure.

I can still hear your laugh

back from where we were.

So don't walk

too far.

You won't

see a thing.

And don't feel, so bad,

don't feel, so bad.