Con S Sewer

Arrived home from work
Called to go outside
Look up at the moon again
Awaited notions to rise

Wistfully perused a street
Hanscom Boulevard
Needed to believe tout suite
That I hold the words in my heart

Then I lived another moment
And still one more after that

Grappling with modes
Internal debate
Should I be a connoisseur?
Or a woman of fate?

Believed all these years
That everything would work out
But at the same time
My head is full of doubt

There goes another moment
I guess pretty soon I'll be out

Eyes dart all across the room
But feet stand so still I forget the world moves too
There's a distance 'tween my arch and the floor
Creates a growing schism through which all of my intent pours
Out before the world can see
Who I truly am
What is it 'bout being me
That I don't understand

Wait, wait up
Wait, wait up for me

'Cause baby I'm telling everyone we had pancakes in the dark
And I don't wanna be the last one to open up my heart
Tonight we'll stay up to see the sun
Gotta catch first light
My body's movin' as I listen to you talk about your life
There's nothin' else we could be doin' to make the most of our time
I just wanna spend it here with you as moments pass by

Oh look, there goes one
And so on like they've done