Sunday, March 21, 2004

Bus stop

I met a man at the bus stop
Or he met me
He's been away from the city he said
For the past seven years

And he said everthing had changed
Since he'd been gone
He said everything had changed
Or his memory had gone

There are roundabouts at every corner, he said
Even suburbs weren't the same
(Different name)

He'd been working on ships, he said
Of all different nations
And what he said that made me laugh
(made me think?)
Was that ships are all the same, really
They're just constructed differently.
Ships are all the same, you see
They're just built differently.

And then I had dinner with you
And for the first time since we met
I didn't see you the same
And just before I go away
I'm stopping thinking about you in that way

Everything is changing, I say
Or maybe my memory is not the same.

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