Urbanesque
If you try hard enough, you can almost
Hear soft footfall in the hallway, feel him lie
Down next to you in the dark. Another day,
A couple dollars, stench of cigarettes.
We never even gave passion a chance.
I suppose I've been dying since the last time
I really felt alive. I decorate this household like a well-placed
Vase, I hang on the walls of your heart
Like a photograph of better times.
If you try hard enough, you can almost remember
The way his voice sounded when he told you he loved you.
Almost.
And you can feel his weight leave the bed,
Cross the room, you’re feigning sleep once again. You’ve
Been asleep for ages now. And there’s a nagging
Sense that everyone here is missing an important
Piece, the lesson no one wanted to learn.
But you can feel him tighten his tie, drive
Along the outskirts of the urban ideal,
And let this sleeping beauty die.
Hear soft footfall in the hallway, feel him lie
Down next to you in the dark. Another day,
A couple dollars, stench of cigarettes.
We never even gave passion a chance.
I suppose I've been dying since the last time
I really felt alive. I decorate this household like a well-placed
Vase, I hang on the walls of your heart
Like a photograph of better times.
If you try hard enough, you can almost remember
The way his voice sounded when he told you he loved you.
Almost.
And you can feel his weight leave the bed,
Cross the room, you’re feigning sleep once again. You’ve
Been asleep for ages now. And there’s a nagging
Sense that everyone here is missing an important
Piece, the lesson no one wanted to learn.
But you can feel him tighten his tie, drive
Along the outskirts of the urban ideal,
And let this sleeping beauty die.