Sunday, January 22, 2006

Cars & Effect

I have gas in my tank & money in my pocket
The day is long & lovely before me
but my soul sighs as the sun bares down
and I wonder how long I have to wait
before I can be whole

The frogs on my socks & an I Love Lucy lunchbox
seem to give most enough information about me
and I’ve worked hard for it to be
but my car is parked & its hazards flash
‘cause I can’t figure out where I’m heading

There’s only now and there’s only what’s been done
Just because it hasn’t happened doesn’t mean it won’t
But clichés aren’t much comfort
When I’m surrounded by parked car & setting sun

I have gas in my car & money in my pocket
The day is softening & golden around me
But it’s hard to see anything but the sun
And I wonder how much I can blame
Before anything actually changes

There’s only me and there’s only what I’ve allowed to remain
Just because I don’t talk about it doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt
But when I get to where I’m going…
When I’m free & clean & whole
Frogs will dance & I’ll laugh & it won’t matter as much
What you did down here