Lake Michigan

Moving into your apartment, with a clear view of the lake, late in the year We'd take a walk to clear our heads and get something to eat. It didn't bother me As the frost rolled in we held cups of coffee and stayed in bed all day And as the trash piled up we said "this is perfect," and then we drifted away The start of April woke us up, atrophied muscles flexing, cold starting the car You'd drive me to work with the windows down, your hair blowing everywhere. A kiss at the curb And evenings spent in growing gloom didn't seem so bad to me We'd light a fire and lock the door and play records all night, and then we opened our eyes, and then we drifted away And then the summer surprised us both - the heat rising off the street, the sun in our eyes And then the sweat obscured the sight of every awful surprise And the nighttime can't come fast enough for what you wanted to ask, what you said in the car And as we pulled up to a stoplight I thought about how lucky we are It's not my job to reassure you you're not wasting your time You might be wasting your time It's not my job to reassure you you're not wasting your time You might be wasting your time It's not my job to reassure you you're not wasting your time You're probably wasting your time