Aside, lyric by Weakerthans, The

from the songs album Left and Leaving

measure me in metered lines
and one decisive stare
the time it takes to get from here to there
my ribs that show through t-shirts
and these shoes i got for free
im unconsoled
im lonely
i am so much better than i used to be
terrified of telephones
and shopping malls and knives
drowning in the pools of other lives
rely a bit too heavily
on alcohol and irony
get clobbered on by courtesy
in love with love and lousy poetry
and im leaning on this broken fence
between past and present tense
and im losing all those stupid games
that i swore id never play
but it almost feels okay
circumnavigate this body
of wonder and uncertainty
armed with every precious failure
and amature cartography
im breathing deep before
i spread those maps out on my bedroom floor
and im leaning on this broken fence
between past and present tense
and im losing all those stupid games
that i swore id never play
but it feels okay
and im leaving with goodbye
and im losing but i'll try
with the last ways left
to remember sing
my imperfect offering