So It Seems

you told me goodbye
a hundred miles away
you had no reason to cry
there was nothing more to say
now back in your home
you're not so alone
everything is different, so it seems

don't ask for my name
when you forget my face
don't ask who's to blame
when you lose your place
go rake the streets with a comb
or ask your dad for a loan
you hands are dirty, so it seems

I heard you broke a new rule
when you played the fool
then you burned up your pants
that night you learned how to dance
you're out with the goon
you tried to feed with a spoon
your career is over, so it seems

there's no one under your bed
there's no one on your floor
you asked me twice what you said
you're really such a bore
and all your tea cups are cracked
your fantasy is a fact
you've lost your mind now, so it seems

when you come up for air
you can't remember why
and when you find something rare
you act as if you didn't try
you're hinting at something
but nobody cares
something in you died, so it seems

words and music by Dan Whitaker
© 2004 Starkananda Music