Intense Judgment

I know it's sad when friendships die away But, it happens to everyone every day Putting on lotion on every inch you can reach of your skin You give me such an impression, I surrender you win On the second of July, I stumbled my toe It was two thousand and ten, and my brother was in Mexico I followed you up and then down in the land of Cherokee You told me a story of a woman: she was tortured so badly My sunglasses magically turned my eyes into microscopes I used these new powers to cross-section tiny seeds and dying hopes We were located atop a tunnel above interstate sixty four We silently let all the cars pass, and one honked its horn But an intense judgment came o'er my face This is neither the time or the place You disrupted my beautiful afternoon Afternoon to you too