Tag: Italy

You didn’t want to get in his way
He is done being fooled
He knows he’s being stupid
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
Tomorrow he can do these things better than he did today
I’ve thought about something like this, you know?
I’m not surprised this happened
I’ve thought about something like this, you know?
Like a tiny lost moon he could hold in his hand
But now he knows he’s a spectator
Heat echoes off the road in liquid waves
Everything about all this was wrong
All was aligned, all was right
It was here that she would stay
What could she do now?
They made a beautiful pair
The next day was nothing, nothing at all
And where were the heroes?
A gray day without promise or beauty
Staring into a scribble of black trees