I take it too far
To these bad places.
Lovesick over friends and their tagged faces.

I will always be
Somewhere in between.
Center of it all.
Buried by the sea.

It’s all in my head. The grayest spaces.
Homesick over ‘burbs that I found tasteless.

They’re burning books now.
The devout shut-ins.
Levittown ruins.
They held my breath in.
They’re burning books now.
We’re better for it.
We’re evening slippers
To rise above it.

I will always be
Somewhere in between.
Center of it all.
Buried by the sea.

They’re burning books now.
At social sit-ins.
Champagne-soaked ruins.
They held my breath in.
They’re curbing hope now.
We’re better for it.
All wires growing
To live below it.

I will always be
Somewhere in between.
Center of it all.
Buried by the sea.