curbdrop out of grace

traveling home

I’m waiting by your window side,
I’m staring into empty grays,
I’m thinking about cliche lines,
But I am not like them and they are not like you.

I’m tracing the defining line,
I’m walking it but not drunk yet,
I’m waiting with crooked nails,
One bite for every one, each time for everyone.

Well I would let you loiter in my pocket
but you get restless and leave behind
this time the courage will not be deleted
I cannot afford to waste my time.

I’m scrolling through my cell phone,
I’m deleting everyone I hate,
I don’t care if you ever call again,
This symbol of moving doesn’t mean I’m moving on,

I’m sleeping with my eyes open,
As I’m dragging through another day,
The work it keeps my mind too busy,
But when I come back home is when I’m all alone.

Well I would let you loiter in my pocket
but you get restless and leave behind
this time the courage will not be deleted
I cannot afford to waste my time.

posted by fillshe @ 12:26 PM