Patchwork Promises

Take a photo for your wallet, hold it; let it go.
Burn the edges so they’ll never get frayed, no;
push the pencil ‘cross the paper 'til it reads so well.

Life’s a bore when your road runs out of turning points.
Dot your art; you’ve got to twist your mind around it.
Outside the box is a world that’s so damn mean…

Who will be beside you when you leave?
Will he be there to build you up and nurse you when you’re weak?
Did you ever dream that boy’d be me?
I believed it once then put that dream to sleep.

Skeleton, yeah you’re structure without substance.
Gorgeous girl, you’re convinced that people care but,
turn back the clock, you’ll see it’s just the car wreck crowd.

We’re growing up, growing out of what we’ve lived through.
It’s fun and games until someone calls you out, so -
just sit back and watch as the party barrels on.

Trade a glance with a person that you didn’t know.
Caught the eye of a stranger with a plastic soul.
Took a shot, now you’re one of the crowd now, glow.

Done your part – you’ve met each one of his friends.
Made your mark – smiles all around, but -
science stings when its love that we examine, hush.

Who will be beside you when you leave?
Will he be there to build you up and nurse you when you’re weak?
Did you ever dream that boy’d be me?
I believed it once then put that dream to sleep.

Hello you,
yes, you.
The one that sticks to my head; such old news.
Just turn your head and let your body do the rest.
I’d turn my head but I’d have to stick out my neck.