Pond
Addy Watkins
Feel the hair on your face
And ride (your bike) until morning
Reach the dock and be brave
And wash the guilt from your body
Can the water make you clean?
Like it gives some type of relief?
Dry your back
You're still wet from the pond
Did I make things last
For a moment too long?
Don't pretend that I'm somebody else
And I'll try my best
To do that myself
Did the water make it seem
Like we had something to believe?
What will stick around when I leave?
Do you feel anything now?