The world has us
In it's grip it has us
but we can't tell
because the rent is late
and your car is still at the impound
The world has had us
since first breath it's been there
lash in hand and laughing like a child,
what a wonderful realization
in light of recent events
I've made the decision to dine alone
Has the dinner become a knife fight
I'm drooling at the meal
that twenty others are gnawing at
still wondering how I get myself
into these Ringling brother situations
I wish you were still here
But you're not
you never were
and maybe
I wasn't either