A Southern Summer Soliloquy
I can’t change you when I can’t change me
And I know you want me to ‘cause
You spelled it out under the nightshade
On sultry, sweltry summer nights
Where lemonade and mosquito netting was (a)
Constant
Necessity
And stapled to the neon flashing Tiki lights draped on the awning
Were wanted posters we made for ourselves
And at the time we thought they were funny
But now
With broken promises and littered goodbyes
Settling on my dashboard
I’m not so sure about past times and faulted regrets
They’re empty where I’m goin’
And it’s straight back to your heart, no passing go or collecting 200 dollars
It would take too much time
Time
That I don’t have
To tell you
I can’t change you when I can’t change me
But that doesn’t me We wont
