another, day for me
you never can see me here when i
try to be alright
you only wanna know did ya stain your summer clothes
i’m not quite sure that it matters, mom
that it matters i’m...
you wonder why i’m dyin’
i wonder why why you’re tryin’
to upstage all my progress in the name of some
imposter for love
if i could see through other sides of you
maybe then i’d know
which way to go
but it all evolves like a light bulb
that’s lost the filament
gotta replace it or we’ll all be
stuck in the dark forever
you wanna believe that
there’s nothing’ left to do
but i know it ain’t true
that’s why I’m here with you
still fuckin’ everything up ’til the end of time
end of time
the end of time
i’m right on your shoulder
it’s already over
love is the a-bomb baby
drop it on the whole goddam world
now it’s all unfurled
but this time instead of shadows in the concrete
we’ll be talkin’ in the open air
Graham Smith is a Voluntaryist activist, creator, and peaceful parent residing in Niigata City, Japan. Graham runs the "Voluntary Japan" online initiative with a presence here on Steem, as well as DLive and Twitter. (Hit me up so I can stop talking about myself in the third person!)
