Space Stations and Rocket Ships
I worked a little on my future today. Let's hope it's not too late. Hope - such a strange concept, and I become more faithless every day.
I find it truly surprising that I am almost unable to have a conversation with the people I felt closest to three years ago. Everyone waxes philosophic about change, but this is it right here, and I cry because mourning relationships is no more strange than mourning people. It's like touching everyone you meet with stretchy string and watching the strings break or be cut, one by one or all at once. A wise person would probably say that each person has all the strings he is meant to have. Maybe I am a person who builds strings until I think there aren't scissors large enough - but there always are.
And I've waited here for hours
Hoping that you'd call
My dialing finger's tired
Your machine is full
And I've taken eighteen showers
Just to pass the time
And that fuckin' phone just rang
But it wasn't you on the line
I find it truly surprising that I am almost unable to have a conversation with the people I felt closest to three years ago. Everyone waxes philosophic about change, but this is it right here, and I cry because mourning relationships is no more strange than mourning people. It's like touching everyone you meet with stretchy string and watching the strings break or be cut, one by one or all at once. A wise person would probably say that each person has all the strings he is meant to have. Maybe I am a person who builds strings until I think there aren't scissors large enough - but there always are.
And I've waited here for hours
Hoping that you'd call
My dialing finger's tired
Your machine is full
And I've taken eighteen showers
Just to pass the time
And that fuckin' phone just rang
But it wasn't you on the line