Five weeks in a prison
I made no friends
There’s more time to be done, but
I’ve got a week to spend
I didn’t pay much attention first time around
But now you’re hard not to notice
Right here in my town
Where the stage of my old life
Meets the cast of the new
Tonights actors… me and you
Each day is taking us closer
While drawing the curtains to close
This far, or further, I need to know
Your increasingly long embraces
Are they saying sorry or please?
I don’t know what’s happening
Help me
Through the streets
On the corners
There’s a scent in the air
I ask you out and I lead you
I know my way around here
There’s a bench I remember
And on the way there I find that the movements you’re making
Are mirrored in mine
And your hand is held open
Intentionally, or just what I want to see?
Your increasingly long embraces
Are they saying sorry or please?
I don’t know what’s happening, help me
I don’t normally beg for assistance
I rely on my own eyes to see
But right now they make no sense to me
Right now you make no sense to me