Labor Day

Labor day 2006

The first time that I had to face it.

Greedy eyes, and a hollow heart.

Your body in somebody’s front yard.

65 miles an hour on a 25 Mile an hour road.

We thought it was an accident until we found your note.

Cut me off.

This pavement is a river.

Scrape out those thoughts.

I can’t stop.

Tell me I’m fine.  Tell me I’m alright.

Tell me it’s all in my mind.

You really gotta start hiding my keys at night.

The shortest move the smallest touch.

I’ve built such an incredible distance.

You’d find me there by that yellow street sign.

Life can change in an instant.

Every time I’m on that road.

Every time I pass that telephone pole.

I drive 65 and imagine how it feels to be a stone.

Cut me off.

This pavement is a blanket.

Scrape out those thoughts.

Keep your eyes on the road, keep your back straight.

Tell me I’m fine.  Tell me I’m alright.

Tell me it’s all in my mind.

I can’t just forget.  I can’t just leave it behind.