On Jet Lag

Don't tell me that the west has won We worked hard to reverse that notion Closer than anyone, but we're not for each other, no I've got to crack my eyes to watch the wind blow Cat's Cradle is a fable, we all know that Soon as I can, I will slide that under the table I met your mother and your father and I liked them They bicker the way we bicker The way we bicker A black cat just snuck up on me Activities and distractions are my remedy You're writing by lamp light, you're writing by the moonrise A stark contrast to the Montclairian buzz skies Cat's Cradle is a fable, we all know that Soon as I can, I will slide that under the table I met your mother and your father and I liked them They bicker the way we bicker Back when our blood was thicker than oil And the soil was in every spark, and every pore, and everything My departure made my nerves sting It's leaving a person, place or thing, you know you shouldn't On jet lag, I'm past that Plainly, none of this is that bad He said, "Let me be clear, this woman's crazy" I caught a glimpse of your truth as you turned to me And it was kind and it was stubborn, just like I'd like mine to be So I will dissuade, I will just sleep I can be patient, probably I can be patient, probably I can be patient, probably