Neglecting Friends

This is about as much as I can hack
Neglecting friends that neglect me back
Childish? True
I'll return to you
We'll listen to Joni Mitchell's Blue

I chose love and you chose that
A contradiction still intact
Tiresome? True
I'll think of you
Your heart will ache
And you'll shake too

The hands of those whose courage lacks
They speak in riddles
To hide the fact that they're empty too
And without a clue of how to think for themselves
Like you used to

I think maybe your mother's worried
So call her while you can
And I'll be sure to be the one to bore you to sleep

A month gone by, it's wasted time
The stubbornness we hold in kind
But that's your way and I won't chase
So I'll let you crawl at your own pace

But now the inactivity is growing exhausting to me
With feet through fields and graveyards too
Soon nights will turn to morning blue

So you do you and I'll do me
And in good time we'll reconvene
I'll wait it out now, take your time
I'll keep busy but you might find that

Maybe you lack the courage to change from the mundane
And I'll be sure to be the one to bore you to sleep
I think maybe your mother's worried
So call her while you can
And I'll be sure to be the one to bore you to sleep