One of Those Things

Pictures of a face

Descriptions of the day

I don’t know what to say about that

Pictures

Pictures of a face

Descriptions the day

He walked away

It was raining

And this pain in your heart never went

You never said

It would feel this way and I want you to stay

That’s not what I meant to say

But I mean it

I mean it

Yeah right

There’s your honesty

Honestly, I’m feeling fine

Intelligent design

Line of eye-shadow tears and more wine

I don’t mind if I do

Do you like my new shoes

Mums, dads and home truths

Like what are we going to do about you

You used to be such a happy child

You dialed the number

Didn’t speak

How do new lovers meet

Incredible feats

Of bravery

Wavering baby steps favouring

Wild mood swings

We were never not quite on the brink

Not trying to not think

Of missed connections

Missing links

Rose tints

It’s just one of those things

Imagining you

It’s just one of those things we do

Things things

So many things

So much to say

Lonely strings

Catch the bouquet

Hey hey

Here’s your soulmate

Spinning plates

One topples

It’s too late

It breaks

Industrial estates

And a canvas of cannibals of our entwined fates

So let’s find a place

To be complete

Find names we repeat

Find signs in the names of her street

And when you sleep

It’s still there

Always there

In a necklace of amber

Take care

Of your paint and your brushes

You know the way she is

The way she pushes

A greater weight than a lifetime of crushes

Playing back the day’s rushes

Here’s the scene where you see him

And you don’t know what to say

And I don’t know what you say about that

Pictures of a face

I don’t know what to say about that

Descriptions of the day

He walked away

I suppose

Some boys

Spend their whole life joking

Reading lines like karaoke

And opening wounds

Tombs

Visiting unspoken rooms

In the Crowlands

No romance

No shall we dance

Circumstance

Limping men with beers cans

Fortunes old hands

Reading lines of love, life, good times and pretty bad plans

Plots and parades

Every day

Every night

The end was always in sight

And when it ends

It never ends

It descends

Into the centre of the earth

Wish this curse

Could be lifted

Sometimes the world makes me feel like I never existed

And I existed

When she was laughing

Pictures of a face

I don’t know what to say about that

Fortunes old hands

Overrunning the land with you

When you were laughing

When she was laughing