Osaka

I am 5323 miles from a built up memory of you
Watching a rose colored sunset on Osaka Bay
And in a few short hours I'll be curled on the floor
Thinking back on the world that I knew
Grinding my nails through the carpet and spinning away

Every morning I scrape up and shuffle into town
The people I meet are the friendliest around
In the hours of the day
I could swear I'm on the top of my game

And the old men gather at the bar by the pier
They've been playing chess together for thirty odd years
But I can already feel the tide pull me away

In a few short months I'll be flying through the sky
To the ruins of the family I knew
I heard they took the remains
And put them up on a museum display

And I'm troubled by thoughts of how the empire toppled
As I watch the foundation fall through
Helplessly lost in the weight of the role that I played

And the old men gather at the bar by the pier
They've been playing chess together for thirty odd years
But I can already feel the tide pull me away



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Bird-postler
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