Casey's Garden - Oakland

A wine glass
A half smile
You look this way and you feel so down
So she packs up
Whatever she made from the last one
Everyday you forget what you stood for
On a cold floor, during a rainy month in Oakland
You just wanna see them, across they bay
The weather won't hold, another day
You ride the Greyhound, four days straight
You long for a purpose, your whole body aches
And what little sentience you had left all fades away
Giving you insight, there won't be too many more days
But what coulda happened, if you would've fallen in love that night
But I was too conceded, to pick up anything you put by
And so I left, out in the night, with a bottle of wine, it might ruin my life
We only hurt half of the time
We only hurt half of the time
My heart's, so gone
Wrap it up in plastic, can we move on
It's tempting, but I have to say that I'm clean now
For what it's worth, woulda loved you until I was senile
Falling into a void

Written by:
Harrison Kaye

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