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Friction
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2007 So, there you go again
Shuffling through your purse
Searching for words to antidote to silence
Of old hotel rooms
Where generations past have slept
Built their families, and then left
To the degeneration of memory’s photograph
Of what young love once meant
Oh, Abigail, you once knew it too
Where went that young girl’s smile
You held so proudly once
Just because you said you could
Where went that young girl’s life
You were so anxious to live
They doused the flames
Burning the inner-workings
I worked so hard building for you
In my innocent youth
Just to have them come crumbling down
Just to have them come crumbling down
Oh, Abigail, they once stood for you
And, in the friction that time wears you away with
I swear, it’s getting harder and harder trying to miss you
But, Abigail, I’m trying to miss you
