See Through

Well I know I set the table
Laid out the rest of what was left of me
Caught the uninvited fear that
We met too soon

New connections can be ancient
You taught me everything I used to know
Through your lenses shaped to focus
I can’t see through

You cut the lines out of newspaper
Pasted together, passed them all around
You took the stories out of context
But reassembled, show the face of home
And you know

That it’s hard to set an anchor
When out of phase you slowly brought me back
To the calm, collected waiver
I used to know
Where did that go?

We cut the lines out of newspaper
And feel the tension building underground
And though our records will get older
We’ll fill the blanks, they’ll sound the same to us
Till we know time’s not on our side anymore

We’re sliding from one day into the next
And we know

I can’t see through
No one but you