Ode

I wanted you to ask me what my song was about because I wanted to tell you, even if I couldn’t share it with you. Because it’s about us. Because I have been writing it for a very long time, and it means a lot to me to finally get something that does it justice down on paper. I wanted to call you when I wrote this; I wanted to write this with you rather than for you. I thought I was content with things, but there’s something about talking to you about song writing that has me succumb to failed songwriter’s wretchedness. And I’m sorry; you cannot know how much I don’t want to be like that, but part of me keeps exposing its miserable soft underbelly to you. And in keeping with that theme, if I haven’t already exposed enough of myself, I would like to sing you this song. Forgive me, but I am only doing the best I can.

Do you hear me coming up the street?

The footfalls of my feet, echo out

Once all the shops have shut

But I know you’ll take me in

And the way you love my body

Leaves me breathless to express it

But you’re so free with that affection

That I am jealous of your words

And the aftermath’s a movie

Or a bliss related trip

I walk home in the rain

With our soundtrack on my lips

We can’t not make it into art

Melodies or poetry

Celebrated like Sylvia and Ted

And they’ll still ask, us to play this one

Long after that is dead

But we’ll still laugh

At all the love-struck things I wrote

Cos’ I’ve written love songs as a child

Sappy smitten, coarse and vile

But I couldn’t string two words together,

To say it, any better

Than…

[Chorus:]

This is what we’re made for

For me to want you want me want you more

From the open to the closing door

We should never have to leave the room

Not for other things or clothes or food

One day we’ll make it

When we never have to work no more, my friend

Oh we break the frame better

Than anyone I know

Oh we could joke about anything

Even what’s hap’nin’ below

-And it’s not easy getting home

When we don’t talk on the phone

Oh I should be with you

No, you should be with me

Fall into synchronous in

How we cook and clean and sleep

Eat and work and breathe

And all those things, that you say

They give me a secret smile

Within my boring day

And I want to sing a song for you

And I want to dance all night

But their broken bureaucracy

Gave us no chance, no right

But I don’t care

If it’s us against the world

All those jealous boys and girls

Can think, what they like

About whether, I’m your type…

[Chorus:]

Cos’ this is what we’re made for

For me to want you want me want you more

From the open to the closing door

We should never have to leave the room

Not for other things or clothes or food

One day we’ll make it

When we never have to work no more, my friend

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