New Leaves - Owen

You spent the fall turning over new leaves

One by one on your way to the bar every day

Like the lost desperate dog that you are

But you won’t find what you need following that leash

Nevertheless you keep walking away from me

You spent the fall turning over new leaves

You seemed more resolved than ever to dig your own grave

Lie down and wait

For friends and family to get you back up on your feet

So you can keep on walking

Well I’ve got legs of my own

A clean shirt for the morning

My half of next month’s rent and a bar or two to burn down

I’m tired of sleeping on the couch like a guest in my own house

I’m tired of lying to the cat about if or when you’ll be back

I’m tired of painting over the past

You’ll spend your whole fucking life walking