Ginkgo Trees

The color yellow on the ginkgo trees
Is a little nauseating
Everyone seems to like them but me
I prefer the frozen things

The tablets on my tongue
They seem to capture all but one
Of my insignificant emotions

Wandering the streets
It was sixty last week
The grounds frozen till the spring
I can't forget your widows peak

The tablets on my tongue
They seem to capture all but one
Of my insignificant emotions

I wanna pause it for a moment
Just the capture what I'm holding
Is it my headphones or a picture
Your body lying in the bedroom
My dog sprawled out on the footboard
And I let myself be hopeful

The tablets on my tongue
They seem to capture all but one
Of my insignificant emotions
The tablets on my tongue
Seem to capture all but one
I don't know where they're from

Do you think anyone would remember me?
Do you even think of me?
Do I remember correctly?

So I'm wandering the streets
The leaves falling in my tea
I'm choking on my knees
Maybe you'll drive by and see