I take my coffee and the paper
I write my scriptures sat in silence
Earmark apologies for later
Send out a prayer someone might buy it
I leave the house some early mornings
Return a weaker, weathered shell
Cast from a home I cultivated with a calloused sense of purpose
Recall the time spent, not spent well
So when you come looking for answers I will state
My heart is not an island but I’ll keep your ship’s men safe
My arms are not a harbor but I’ll wrap you all around
In the warmest waters that I’ve found
The bigger picture writes me daily
But never answers when I call
A kaleidoscope perspective that’s not broken or defective
Says I’m someone, not nothing after all
So if someday we make a meaning out of this
If we string together memories of the moments that we miss
Recreating lessons that we've gathered on the way
You’ll be my favorite game to play
Some nights I drive right past my exit
And find a neighborhood I knew
The nights felt longer when I lived there
I know they must still feel long for you
You’re not inspired, just under pressure
You’re looking worse and feel no better
You’re not romantic, just romanticizing illness
One that killed off the better men we’ve known
So when you gaze up at my shadow, rest assured
I cannot tell you what you got sent to this bar or planet for
This isn’t something that will transcend or endure
It’s just words, and words are all I’ll ever say