Oh, Neglect...

My hair was grey at 26, you didn’t know

It’s not what I chose to show you

It didn’t match my bloodlust at the time

I never arrived too young or too old

Bold, angry, or annoying

But now that I find myself young again

I’ve got too much hope, for what? I don’t know

I’m a fool and I guess I’ve always been a pollyanna?

Living on the frontage road, going half the speed

We laughed ourselves sick harmonizing with the freeway

Oh, neglect

I've worked every second to please you

As if I am possessed

So metered and unswerving

A plasma cutter, a laser beam

And I’m just your technicolor creature

Trapped in this lenticular scene

Yes, I’m your pollyanna, pollyanna, pollyanna!

Living on the frontage road, going half the speed

We laughed ourselves sick harmonizing with the freeway

“Why would I come home, if not to sleep?”

But I swap out a bunch of clothes and leave

Oh neglect

We’ve come so far, you and me

Let’s do it all again

I'm your sorcerer’s apprentice

Your indentured and ever-present

I'm your sorcerer’s apprentice

Your indentured and ever-present

Bankrupted by my own ideas

Oh, neglect