Margin Notes

Said "it's new yet
Too soon to regret
At least it's a kind of change
Here the heat works
Some days have no words
I don't find I have a lot to say."
What makes a good trade
Who talks and who takes
Does anyone come out okay

I walked so far
I felt my feet were failing me
I talked out loud
Until the sound came back to me
I never figured out
What the point of it was
I loved the way you wrote
In pencil in the margin notes
00000, roger Mexico
I never got past thе part
Where Margherita punchеs a clock

Sounds like a bar fight
Looks like a bus stop
Might be lacking as a place to rest
You like the sidewalks
You watch the rooftops
And you never know what to expect
A secret smoker
A night sky watcher
All your neighbors on the 4th of July
We might never end up
Where we think we have been heading
We might have to draw a different line
A good talker
A long walker
You always like to see the city slow
I might be out of line
But I know I'm out of reasons
I can't let myself just let it go

My good friend
I know it's a bad time
Can I give you a call
Can I maybe stop by

I'm way off the deep and
I've been drifting for a long time
I want the calm between waves
I always crash with the tide

What good is intention
When you can't move in a straight line
Just end up back where you are
Or even farther behind

You let me down easy
Talk me out of my mind
Sitting up on your roof
Under a million bright lights

Yeah my good friend
I know it's a bad time
Can I give you a call
Can I maybe stop by