Fairweather

What happened to the time when you were mine

The left-behinds, all of this together

All of this, my fairweather

Remind me, unkindly, of every day and night

'Cause can't make out the signs

I just can't find the time

Youth in reverse

Now we're cursed

But all my lines are getting well-rehearsed now

And I know you tried to tell me

When the scenery of snow-covered my shoes

And it's still bringing up the blues

Intrusive thoughts got me this time

I can merely pantomime how I felt that night

With my bitter breaking bones

My brittle broken bones

Youth in reverse

And now we're cursed

But all my lines are well-rehearsed

After living in the thick of things

We're thick as thieves, just trying to breathe