i'm off again
another walk around the park
watered grass and dogs
that lead their owners back to where they are
i am still
in the same spot where i have been
it's been a year or two, i'm frozen
tell me how to live again
i'm running out
of roads and paths to make it through
without a doubt
and i am lost within you
summer comes too slowly
it's easy to get lonely
it's no one's fault but mine my life is all fucked up
summer comes too slowly
a life without a course
i guess it's better that way
i sit at the terrace
the fishermen are fishing fish
from the city pond
where you can't see the bottom of it
but there's no bites
and there's no movement in the park
it's just me and my dog
waiting for the city to get dark
but i'm not here
i sit and stare at the ipod glint
play "i swear to good you're god at this" (by reubens accomplice)
summer comes too slowly
to teach me how to know me
it's harder to sit still when you're all shook up
summer comes too slowly
when winter gets too cold
it's no one's fault but mine that it's all fucked up
it's open and shut
Tom Robbins inspired the songs on this collection of left field pop that leans hard into quirkiness and then falls over. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 30, 2022