A Story, A Sneak

I took your ankle, tied you to the post I fed you grapes I asked for clemency and cut your throat Held high your name Ground down the coffee beans and lit the match Wrestled the day Chewed at the wristband til it came apart Now I'm awake Back on the ground you're dressing for uni 30 years old What the hell am I doing here? You open the door Say, "Age before beauty." Cringe as I pass But I guess it's a story A sneak A rumor I won't believe And somewhere in my past She's laughing, rolling her eyes "Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, alright" Look at the paper til it chokes you up The world won't wait Luxury problems fill your gilded cup You take the bait German girls pass Grouped in teenage disasters Gather you up in their confident laughter Please Don't do this to me The gap from A to B It never felt this wide Yeah yeah, oh well, alright Pinned to your seat Practice circular breathing Look down at the clouds Where you'll be Where you're leaving Between You are always in-between "Sir, if you'd please observe the 'Fasten Seat Belts' sign - Just calm down, you'll be alright."