A Place For Everything - Amy Annelle

Drive your car into

The frozen heart of Runway Two

Stars have never looked so close

Never felt so useless

You stared at your prize

Until you went cross-eyed

From the imperfection

Lost all directive

I know you’re out there somewhere

You should know

To leave well enough alone

You should go home

And I’ll go home

We’ll sit alone

And we’ll both be happy

Don’t stop now

You’re almost done

Keep going 'til

You find a place for everything

Keep on digging

In hopes of finding something

Though my back is aching

I wouldn’t change a thing