It's not like it was before, it's not like us
swinging on the swingset
hanging from the pines
and sleeping in outer space

we aren't watching the stars
we aren't hearing spoken word poetry
from out our lovers' mouths
we arent sitting at a table
winded and useless
we arent even there anymore

i dont know what brought us together
was it the thought of forgiveness
was it the night on the park bench screaming
was it the love for the paint,
spilled on the tile floor
i dont know anymore

but, me,
stuck in sweet and salty dream
stuck in a horrible horrible scene
stuck without water
or tent
or house or rent
or fashion or kind of rest
i was the best
i know i was
i know now i was
i know that your ear, pressed gently to the door
was listening to my conversation
blathering on about future intent

i want it all
i want you here
and i have no idea
what drove us apart