Wednesday, August 14, 2013
An Anniversary of Sorts
I don't know about you
Well, I suppose I do
If I actually listened
I was dreaming of a cake
where I stood proudly upon
I don't know about you
I don't believe that cake is gone
I saw another man
with a fork in his hand
I don't know about you
but I'm not making anymore plans
Well, I suppose I could
If I actually tried
I was noticing the date
while I was busy trying to decide
I don't know about you
But today marks the day
when the old me, died
It's an anniversary of sorts
One of many to come
I don't know about you
but I'm not replacing you with just anyone
Well, I suppose I could
But that would defy
all that is good
I was dreaming of walking on water
and you were holding our daughter
I don't know about you
Well, I suppose I do
If I actually listened.
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