saw you on the street-i was shopping-you were walking-got a glimpse of me
that’s when everything stopped
and we started talking
you kept both hands in your pockets-not blinking once-keeping those empty eyes fixed upon me
your voice wasn’t the same
it left my ears quite desperate
we spoke but three or four minutes-it hurt me for like three or four days-you still got it
the knees and elbows of your clothes both worn filthy
you reek of utter misfortune
for someone who i always viewed as magnetic-now walking around so dreadful and doomed
gave me the unruly feeling to flee
such a scenario melted my brain for days
the contents of my skull darning-you dubbed it rain-soothing your shame-grey matter just dripping
a lost cause still stuck on the one-mile
grimy boulevard.
Are You Upset That I Finally Left?
buzzin' 