In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, October 1, 2016
having conversations
I'm always dreaming about
having conversations
with people I'd like to know
I'm not talking big celebrities
or heads of first-world nations
I'm talking 'bout your local so-and-so's
people just like you
I pretend we're really friends
and we talk about the things
that really matter in our lives
we know each other
we share a bond
sometimes I see them on the sidewalk
and I want to meet their eyes
and say hey, what's going on
I'm taking 'bout
neighborhood strangers
I pretend we're really friends
and real life goes on
in that way that real life does
with its sorry-ass excuses
and endless sighs of "just because"
I escape into a friendship
that never really was
and never will be
so if I avert your eyes
we're only having conversations
you won't believe how fascinating you are
with your views on global politics
and survival situations
I am thinking someday you'll go far
you're another person I wish I knew
I pretend we're really friends
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