The Last One Standing

Merging away

like we did yesterday

wrong direction

The traffic we'll know

the traffic is slow and thoughtless

The wheel that is still

on the concrete and green

away home

And it is alone

a division unknown

a split decision

Climbing the floors

and I'm not running

Through revolving doors

and you're not driving

The barrier stands

between your hands and me

Sorry

You said I made

you said you said I made

a bad decision

Said I made a mistake

Fatal without the recognition

But how would we know

know of that consequence

had I forseen

Back issue of fate

Our California hates

had I not been

Closing the doors

and I am running

Past video stores

and you are driving

A barrier stands

between your hands and me

Sorry

You have got to be the last one standing