A fluorescent sunburnt bride
Walks gently down the aisle
A marriage of unsure smiles,
Of money hidden under tiles,
Waiting for clarifying tides
While your toes were planted firmly in the snow
She turns left and makes a run right for the door
Awoke to find your ideal life had gone to someone else
Your weary eyes;
Personified a crab without a shell
To fill the hole you try to think of Colorado in the fall
Quit work to feel the burn of an unrequited love
Where you're not the someone else
But you can kind of feel their heartache
Cause you can kind of see yourself
Sometimes the yearning is the sell
It's the complicated pull after a tilt
Are you in it for the chase or to be filled?
Afraid to find your ideal life had gone to someone else
Your weary eyes;
Personified a crab without a shell
To fill the hole you try to think of Colorado in the fall
Quit work monetize your soul
Terrified that answers lead to an unknown
That there are cancers in a purpose,
Dreams are flawed
But there's a beacon in a door
Future's grizzly in your big Sur
When it's just in postcards
Who wears the fur?
It's in good intentions we steer secure
But when the future stares back will you be blurred