i know you

when it could be said, that i'm not in time with what's in front of me, well who should i turn to, when there's so many things we should go through, back when we first met, there was a storm off chebucto head, and some people i didn't like, and there's someone here that you and i recognize, she's not you, it's not me, it's just a bit of everybody else, and all the others they surround, it won't do, it can't be, when is it time for winter's white to melt, for all the people in this town, if i never considered, a little drop in the pressure that defines me as human, i try not to let it go, you never tell by the pick of the litter, it keeps coming back in the tides and swells, and there's nothing to hold it at bay, i figured you knew that, and who stood up, was there anybody out there, i never thought to ask, it made the time pass, knowing that i didn't care, i'm wishing for some other chances, there wasn't time to review all the circumstances, of all the particular sounds, converging around us, and then the sky's gone out, was on a record player in the middle of the city, on a song that i never enjoyed, until i got older, so you carried it up to the finish, and that version of yourself began to diminish, and nobody saw it go down, and i thought i knew you, she isn't you, it wasn't me, it was a bit of everybody else, and all the others they surround, it won't do, it can't be, when is it time for winter's white to melt, for all the people in this town, never, not again, will i commit to looking carefully back, at places i didn't go, when there's so many people i'll never know