Oh the times
When we had them
When they left
A time of civility
Has left me bereft
In individual personal
Relationship
Disposal
Down the drain
Mentality
Driving from streets
To ledges
Who hears
Or listens
Civility has all but left
The greatest heist
The lowest theft
If I knew
Myself
I would go
On to do amazing
Things
Rather
So much time spent
Learning
Growing
Just to become
What was always
And what will be
Saturday games
Light up houses
In the midwest
Hopes on the line
All along with
The Rest
Cheers and screams
All in one moment
Saturday games
Holding on
But don’t own it
When ties grow
How do you continue
Not let go
Of the ones you know
Love and hold near
Ties give up
Some go away
When ties grow
Please don’t stay away
Partners and roommates
Confusing
Capitulate
Love can
Not
Wait
The capitol strain
Came
On an unexpected
Wednesday
Don’t reap what you can’t
Sow
Sage advice says
How the world looks
Different
When the joker has
No more jokes
When the laughs go old
The capitol strain
Has its hold
The music drones
Late into the night
After hours
As the sunset
Slips out
Of sight
The air is dim
And full
Rosins from the bull
Pushing the city
As the air antiquity
Rumbles from below
The city vents
All on my own
Taking meetings
Super fleeting
What composed
Will go unnoticed
What potential will be
Forgone
Taking meetings
All day long
Man that is a dope jacket
As the man at the counter
Reveals
Late night appeal
I wish you a good night
And a great night rest
Dope jacket he said
With a slight jest
Feeling alright
With a bottle of whiskey
And some cheap pizza
Walking around
Quickly
Walking a curved line
To the rooms
Late into the night
Laughter and jolly
As the night goes on
One mistake
One folly
A Cup of Songwriting 