On Your Own - Vacations

A minor novelty

Worn, torn, and draped with comedy

Perched up high upon your shelf

All tense and no sense for oneself

To no applause

To stand on your own

I never knew I could be

A stranger in my own home

A faint silhouette

Mismatched against a different palette

Lost amongst the cast and crew

All tense and no sense, who knew?

To no applause

To stand on your own

I never knew I could be

A stranger in my own home

I will rearrange the room to suit my view

I will rearrange the stage to suit my view

And I won’t continue to break

Bend or shape for you no more

And I won’t continue to break

Bend or shape anymore