Mary Poppins
Bluelighter
I’ve turned 40 degrees and it’s not in my ears
But in my head I hear you
(that would be the headphones)
Blocking me out
Why does the music always sound better with you?
Unanswered prayers, I guess
(“The other Capote book” she said)
Incomplete like we always will be I trail off and
Suddenly sitting, momentarily blinded
Soaring between buzzing clouds
Going through the motions
I still haven’t committed to memory
It’s different now, of course
I don’t need to tell you
Clichés come true when we’re together
(the silences always say more)
But in my head I hear you
(that would be the headphones)
Blocking me out
Why does the music always sound better with you?
Unanswered prayers, I guess
(“The other Capote book” she said)
Incomplete like we always will be I trail off and
Suddenly sitting, momentarily blinded
Soaring between buzzing clouds
Going through the motions
I still haven’t committed to memory
It’s different now, of course
I don’t need to tell you
Clichés come true when we’re together
(the silences always say more)
