The Idler

I sang you a song about
A girl who doesn't recognize herself
In any photograph she's in
And then you told me how
Sometimes you look right through the mirror
Said maybe a song about that might help

Oh Angelina
You're nowhere you wanna be
You keep shooting dirty glances towards the sky
Your days shouldn't be so heavy
What I meant is they don't have to be
But nothing above you can decide
You told me once yourself
You can't recall having ever tried

When the power went out
We tangled together on the couch
And watched the flickering candlelight
Drinking our black tea
Swirling with Jameson and cream
You wove your tale to the rolling night

Oh Angelina
You know where you want to be
But you haven't found anyone to drive
Your night's wouldn't be so heavy
But for the weight that the idler carries
Seeing how far they've got behind
You told me once yourself
You're not even at the starting line

So run