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With a letter on your jacket
and a flower in your hand,
with the justice of a child
and the anger of a man,
you were staring out the window,
you were talking through your hand,
you said I don’t think I’ll forgive you
but I’ll always be your friend.
I was gone for half an hour
when the afterglow began.
I won’t say I was happy
and I won’t say that I ran.
I was empty of beginnings,
there was nothing at the end,
and I don’t need to talk about it
if you say you understand.
We gracelessly proceeded
through our January plans,
and finally conceded to impossible demands.
You were blowing through your anger
like the wind across a page,
and I was keeping up the habit,
pulling my ten dollar wage.
Jesus was a savior
with a criminal’s intent.
It’s not hard to imagine
when you have to pay the rent.
But it’s not real believing
if your eyes are open wide,
and I was staring at the ceiling
hoping God was on my side.
And you were staring out the window,
you were talking through your hand,
you said I don’t think I’ll forgive you
but I’ll always be your friend.