Audience Of One

I can still remember
The words and what they meant
As we etched them with our fingers
In years of wet cement
The days blurred into each other
Though everything seemed clear
We cruised along at half speed
But then we shifted gears
We ran like vampires from a thousand burning sons
But even then we should have stayed
But we runaway
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we’ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway
But what are we running from?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone?
Identities assume us As nine and five add up Synchronizing watches
To the seconds that we lost
I looked up and saw you
I know that you saw me We froze but for a moment
In empathy
I brought down the sky for you but all you did was shrug
You gave my emptiness away
But you runaway
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we’ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway
But what are we running from
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone?
We’re all ok, until the day we’re not
The surface shines, while the inside rots
We raced the sunset and we almost won
We slammed the brakes, but the wheels went on We runaway
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we’ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway
But what are we running from
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone