Don't look now

[irishrahrah]

I wear a piece of you curved on my finger
On an otherwise plain left hand
It was the least I knew how to remember
The place that I began

I don't know if I should listen to logic or lose it
I know it's just a symbol, but still

I'm grown up somehow
I may not be the prodigal son
But don't look now
I'm finally starting to come undone

I felt the piece of you snap under pressure
When I opened up my fist
First thing I thought of was how it would upset you
If you were here to witness this

I don't know if I just take it for granted
But I'm used to feeling more together than now

I'm grown up somehow
I may not be the prodigal son
But don't look now
I'm finally starting come undone.

Finally starting to come undone...