You living in living room You want a Tuesday afternoon a breeze see when the curtains move You by the wondow with both feet up on the couch When you sit and you read and I watch you From the office the sun light frmaes you silhouette
I think of lighting fireworks, I think of pirouettes I write right donw observations on the scene To the blue prints from the rooms along Do you named them on their own? Seeing in the coffe a scene In my iffice thinking back to rules of poetry like It's fourteen lines the last two rhyme but what this mean You're ion living room Let's bet at this forty fife degrees I rather be there, be Try to find you're rhyme scheme I look of objects on the desk which sculptor run best What I name this could I paint it I remeber you so well watching you shifting your weight turning the page I can see it all there Inside of living room where only I live and never go on And I pause hwre I am for a second when I hear your name Sometimes I think I see your face in improbable places So those moment replay for you When I'm suddenlty there and I won't go away When you sitting on the living roo, ready for the afternoon Do you put you book down Look and try to find me there Sometime I think of all the people how lived here before us How the spaces in memories you make change your room just to find a place where to live When you leave here When you go for a home You take all that you own but the memories let go ..in the living room From the carpet, the scratches bellow that we found And that whit scame on the couch We drunk and deciding we'd still try to move it around And I can't tell what the difference is Between the one that we made and the one that we didn't But your imagine still But you sit up and reading ... I live alone now I live alone now