We were young like the future, we were young & always wrong
We were young like our country, learning old ways to be young
Random driving around with you in my dilapidated car
Like Isadora Duncan II in impossibly long white scarves
(C): Autumn leaves, diaries, Tennesse &
Jeremy Suddenly, willow trees, memories of
Jeremy.
Like a Galapagos turtle we grow old & stay that way,
Build a nest in the sand dunes, lay our eggs & walk away
I was writing our dreams down, making maps of an unseen plane;
and I noticed anomalies that you would rather not see explained.
(C) We drove, canopy down, in the scalding rain on the one day we were young
The house we bought was really a lake
Otters scampered down the halls
There were whirlpools in the floor & sails
You are alone & it is over
You are alone with your gun
You are alone
From now on you are all alone
and you are not young
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