Cicada

One, two, three, four

Look at your reflection

I see nothing, I see nothing

You successfully receded

From the surface recognition

But even though I don't know what you look like in the present tense

The feeling of you haunts me and I know that I can recognize that

Well, now it seems like you got

Everything you wanted

Stepped down from the big leagues

Only play for tokens

But even though I don't know what you're doing in your day-to-day

I see you on another plain and I know that we are not the same

I'd recognize your picture, even years later

Would you still want me? Twisted brain theater

See me outside on Ludlow or Vine

A hand to my face, the sun in my eyes

I know all the places, your memory haunts it

Feel you around me, I know what you want and

I can play dumb, but you can see through me

Ten thousand cicadas descend on Cincinnati