The Rest

It was the eve of the day
Dreamt up in the summer rain
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On her old physics page
Now it’s finally here
And the flowers in place
And she found herself wondering
Why she wasn’t feeling anything
She said, «you take the rest
The tuxes and vests
The groomsmen like knights
Unaware of their quest
Take the ribbons and bows
And your mother, god knows
She never approved
Of our innocence
Yeah, you take the rest.»
The cabin was safe
Secluded in shade
The water was still
The looms echoed refrains
But he would not return
Memories still burn
The moon was like fire
Set to take him alive
He said, «You can have the rest
Take the moss-covered fence
Take the docks and the boats
And those pesky insects
And take the angry dinner guests
Ooo all burned and tasteless
The frost by the fire
That never made any sense
Yeah, you can have the rest.»
It was a family truck
Inherited by luck
In the industrial park
He worked through the closing bell
And this old man said
«Boy, get a college ed
You’re way too smart
To be lost in this hell.»
But he said, «You can have the rest
The diplomas and test
The all-night keggers
And the weekend beer fests
Take fraternity row
All too drunk to know
The being late to class
Aimless and dense»
I watched the sun set
Deep in the west
And I’m saving my best
For the light in my chest
And you can take the rest