The Lines of the Cars

All the lines of the cars at the college at night

All the pillows and blankets, their posters and lights

All their hopelessly young faces

Tight with the solace of years

And you look at me blankly, did I miss something?

All these kids seem to be less like ghosts on the ring

Of the graveyard we built from the sting

Of these horrible fears

And I try not to laugh as it brings you to tears

But I won’t tell your secret, if you won’t tell mine

I’ll just speak quietly, use a well-rehearsed line

My, my how time makes one long for such ignorant peers

And you grab hold of my hand as I whisper in your ear

On the day that you die, please remember these words

You were the luckiest gift that I’ll never deserve

I can feel you and me like my heartbeat

And bloodstream in turns

And it’s desperate, I know, but please don’t let go

I can’t begin to repay all these debts that I owe

I’m just a sketch of a man, I’ll let you know

When I sharpen the blur

I’ve hurt you, deserted you, left you alone

With your loneliness to wear like a crown on a throne

I’m as selfish and trite as anything God’s ever known

Oh but don’t be afraid ’cause I’m going down too

When I finally fade, I’ll be fading with you

I’ll just hold onto your hand, God I wish there was more I could do

These kids have no clue, it’s all happening too

Let’s not tell them, let’s pretend it’s just me and you

We’ll find out soon enough, but by then we’ll be dust on their shoes

And these kids have no clue, it’s just me and you

Let’s not tell them, let’s pretend it’s happening too

We’ll find out soon enough, but by then we’ll have nothing to lose

I’ll just hold onto your hand

God, I wish there was more I could do