Listening in the back seat
Window wiper sounds like
fingers on guitar strings
The patterns of the rain
Wonder why it falls
Like that
Those were sad times
It can't have just been me
When the car would idle
I'd be disengaged
We'd all look out our windows
Our individual pains
But the sound of the music
Made it through the the space
The heavy air, the warp
At the end of side A
A million miles away
And somewhere in the future
There’d be girls like Wendy and Lisa
That you could hope to get with
Maybe, one day, "good to meet ya!"
And they might introduce you
Help you pick out clothes that suit you
A million miles away
And in a future life
Far from family cars
Quietly in neutral
the silent isolation
Emotionless relations
A family like a stopped clock
In a house that held its breath
Pulled you in like smoke and
Wrapped you up in fog
Made your heart so tired
The only thing you liked was
Staring out the window at the
Patterns of the rain
credits
from NO SUCH PLACE,
released June 17, 2022
Words and music: Stephen McCormick
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