Gone Since March

[Instrumental intro] [Verse 1] I fell asleep on the bus woke to the hiss of brakes, a stranger’s cuss. The sidewalk’s sticky with something sweet and red, That kind of mess I’d chase for blocks at ten, Now it pools where the curb bend. [Chorus] Summer in the city, a kid’s balloon knots in a tree. (Vanitas...) The ice cream truck’s stuck on the same note end-endlessly. [Whispered] (Vanitas, Vanitas...) [Instrumental break] (aaaah ah ah..) [Verse 2] A jogger’s dog barks at my knees, its teeth are dull, its eyes on me. My hands feel strange, but the crosswalk chant won’t change. [Whispered] (Vanitas, Vanitas...) [Chorus] Summer in the city, a kid’s balloon knots in a tree. (Vanitas...) The ice cream truck’s stuck on the same note end-endlessly. [Instrumental solo] (aaaah ah ah..) [Bridge] The door’s gone, a frame since March, it still whispers, “Why’d you try?” “You’re home,” the floorboards sigh, I swear I left here years gone by. [Instrumental break] [Outro] The fan spins, slow and low— the wall still holds the marks where I used to grow. They’re all dated years ago. [Instrumental outro] [End]