blank page
was all the rage
never meant to say anything
in bed
i was half dead
tired of dreaming
of rest
got dressed
drove the state line
looking for you at the five and dime
stop sign
told me stay at home
told me you were not alone
blank page
was all the rage
never meant to hurt anyone
in bed
i was half dead
tired of dreaming
of rest
you haven't changed
you're still the same
may you rise as you fall
you were easy
you are forgotten
you are the ways of my mistakes
i catch the rainfall
through the leaking roof
that you had left behind
you remind me
of the leak in my soul
the rain falls
my friends call
leaking rain on the phone
take a day
plant some trees
may they shade you
from me
may your children
play beneath
blank page
was all the rage
never meant to say anything
in bed
i was half dead
tired of dreaming
of rest
got dressed
drove the state line
looking for you
at the five and dime
but there i was
picking pieces up
you are a ghost
of my indecision
no more little girl